ME...
Every night a voice wisphers to me,
that some day I will the one,
I want myself to be.
Giving me hope,
being there for me,
when it's only darkness
that I see.
I keep him in my mind,
that's where I find,
the little things,
that are making me,
the person,
who I some day will be.
But now I don't know
who I am or what I will be,
and bravely I look futher
than I see,
tomorrow I was nothing,
yesterday I'll be,
and today I am the one
I used to be.
