You Think You're (John Fucking Denver)

One foot in the ground
No love will be found
I hear they say to keep your faith
Without a doubt
Until the day you find your place up in the clouds

Vagrant impulses lead me here
Vagabond I became just to keep you near

Death is definite and it's evident we weren't heavensent
Just strung up and cut down
Grasping at straws to find the meaning and cause
Of this pale blue dot that's been left here to rot

Vagrant impulses lead me here
Vagabond I became just to keep you near
The wind blew me away one last time and all the way home I pleaded
No more goodbyes

Suffer knowing you've always been alone
Past, present and future
Crumble under the weight
I have no control of my past, present and future
I'll always be alone
Until we meet again
Fuck it
Searching for something to rely on
If i fucking die young
Nothing will change upon my absesence

I came home to an empty room
I filled it with every thought I had of you
I'm not sure how I was so naive
Now i gasp for air as I fall, as I fall, as I fall asleep
I never go home anymore
I hope the wind can lead me to shore
Seems I've lost track of the ground
Like I did when you were around
I never go home anymore
I hope the wind can lead me to shore
Seems I've lost track of the ground
Like I did when you were around