Turnaround - We Still Dream

I left a letter on the dresser saying «I'll be home soon»

This repetition has you sitting all alone in our room

But understand I’m like a bottle at sea

Like a vessel with a message waiting for the world to read

Turnaround, I feel like I could use a change

I’d finally have a chance to breathe

Everything I’ve ever known

I’ve sacrificed with hopes I’d find a turnaround

A million things to say but somehow only a few words fit

I want to make a change, instead I’ve ripped this notebook to shit

‘cause I’ve been trying to find the perfect sentence

That’ll finally make a difference, may their eyes and ears be open

If only I could show you, let you open up my mind

Dig your nails into the back of my brain and separate the spine

You’d see that I only want what’s best

I want to be the voice that makes it’s way right inside their chest