I have been here before
I know this territory
Ave trodden this path
It’s bleak and dry
Not a bird will fly
Not an animal will cry
I am alone and lonely
With my thoughts and fears
To myself I can’t whisper
I toss and turn on my bed
A cold one, of worry and indecision
all night long
Then morning comes
And the moon shines
There’s no relief
I am left with nothing
Nothing but my will
My faith,faint power
And it more than enough