I’m becoming something new. Overcome by the way I’ve found and lost it all. All again in another fall and I’ve seen it done a thousand times before. And I can’t believe it’s gone again, That it’s gone again.
Will this time provide me with the reason why? My anger opens up the way that I should see myself And maybe pass me by when I can’t take no more. I can’t take no more.
Faith won’t fool me But I’ve got to believe in what I know when I lose direction. But I’ve got to believe in “The only way I know is mine.”
I’m becoming something new. Overcome by the way I’ve found and lost it all. All again in another fall and I’ve seen it done a thousand times before. And I can’t believe it’s gone again, That it’s gone again.
Faith won’t fool me But I’ve got to believe in what I know when I lose direction. But I’ve got to believe in “The only way I know is mine.”
The metamorphosis begins to alter what I am, My fabric, what I am within. When I begin to show the signs, I’ll start this journey with such trepidation, Should I find the only way I know is mine! The only way I know is mine!
But I’ve got to believe in what I know when I lose direction. But I’ve got to believe in “The only way I know is mine.” The only way I know is mine.