Why is it so hard to figure out the right direction.
I'm lost in contemplation, all confused by your temptations.
Choices, choices. One step will change everything.
What is right. What is wrong. I feel that I used to know.
Sixty seconds with you, helped guide me through.
I've lost my light, and along with it, my sight. My sight of the future, I used to know.
Where did you go, future, where did you go? Why are you incognito?
If you love me, make me know. My sixty seconds, you mean so much more to me than you know.
Here we go, once again, the memories are fading. I am feeling somewhat jaded. Am I forever broken? Am I beyond repair?
Why is it only me that seems to be the one to care?
I'm clinging on to all that's good, slowly, now, it's getting better, as I realize I did all that I could.
If you love me, make me know. My sixty seconds, you mean so much more to me than you know.