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    Caught up with what I wish I was,
    And the woman of my dreams.
    Stuck here silent beside myself,
    Still you turn away it seems.

    Im halfway down a road to nowhere,
    The sun shines and it feels like rain
    I need to change before I go there,
    And maybe there will be better days.

    My days have passed, Without a cause,
    None the better, Most long lost.
    Waiting for, These better days.
    I suffer when you go away.

    You don't need to worry though,
    Ill be fine in this I swear.
    You ask if I will be alright,
    I will as long as you are there.

    You say you're there to lend a hand,
    But you don't want to set me free,
    And i can see through your demands,
    That one could never have been me.

    My days have passed, Without a cause,
    None the better, Most long lost.
    Waiting for, These better days.
    I suffer when you go away.
    The days I live without a cause,
    Never better, Always lost
    Desperate for these better days
    I try, but you still turn away

    And still I find a way to live,
    And wait for better, brighter days.
    If there's any life to give,
    Ill try and give it all away.

    If in death you find resurrection,
    You can bet I'll be there too.
    And if you need I will protect you
    I will be there, next to you

    When better days that never come,
    And life here is wearing thin,
    The better days of being young,
    They would always let us win

    The Better Days we should be in,
    When Better Days would let us win . . .