Texty: Element 101. Introspective.

To stand where I stand, to see just where I want to be
When I close my eyes, don't want to cry but fly
Like an angel right above the things that try to hold me down
Still these thoughts are forming

I don't have much to give
Just pockets full of memories of days
When passing through these opportunities that still knock
At my soul dreams that I thought I had forgot

Now time tells, then I'll know who it holds, now let go

Reach deep down into yourself, find a place that's yours
When you need it, remember where it lives
Reach deep down into yourself, find a place that's yours
When you need it, remember where it lives