So Many

So many books on the shelf
So many words I haven't read
So many roads I've yet to travel but
I can't get you out of my head

I lost the forest for the trees
Now looking back, I can clearly see
How so little time took so long to pass
No matter how I tried I couldn't make it last

Seasons turning, candles burning
Dreams beginning to fade
Leaves are falling, I keep calling
Too many debts to be paid

So many problems to solve
So many hills left to climb
So many turns left ahead not knowing
Where they'll lead or what you'll find

Pick a number from a hat
No skill needed for any of that
Drawing plans on a map without direction
Only wandering paths

Seasons turning, candles burning
Dreams beginning to fade
Leaves are falling, I keep calling
Just another passing day

Built on bricks made of sand
Built on ground, the promised land
Built for you and built for me
Now it's time for all to see

Seasons turning, candles burning
Dreams beginning to fade
Leaves are falling, I keep calling
Will someone come to my aid

So many problems to solve
So many hills left to climb
So many turns left ahead not knowing
Where they'll lead or what you'll find



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