When Your Feet Don’t Touch The Ground

When did life become so complicated?
Years of too much thought and time I wasted,
and in each line upon my face,
is proof I fought and lived another day.

When did life become this place of madness?
Drifting on an empty sea of waves and sadness?
I make believe I'm in control,
and dream it wasn't all my fault.

When your feet don't touch the ground,
When your voice won't make a sound.
Here, it's safe, in this place, up off the clouds.

When your feet don't touch the earth,
you can't feel the fates that hurt
and you're free, there's no need to come down.
When your feet don't touch the ground.

Everyday just feels a little longer
Why am I the only one not getting stronger?
Running around pretending life's a play,
It doesn't make the darkness go away.

I may be young but I can still remember
Feeling full of joy, crying tears of laughter
Now all my tears are all cried out,
Make-believe, but count me out.

'Cause my feet are on the ground,
and the inner voice I found
tells the truth, "There's no use,
if your head's in the clouds"

With my feet on solid earth,
I can face the fates that hurt,
and in time, I'll be fine,
I'll come 'round.

I was once like you.
Life was a maze.
I couldn't find my way out.
But what I say is true,
you will be amazed,
Make-believe and you will find out that it's true.

When your feet don't touch the ground,
when your voice won't make a sound.
Here, it's safe. In this place.
Up off the clouds.
When your feet don't touch the earth,
you can't feel the fates that hurt.
And you're free, there's no need, to come down.
When your feet don't touch the ground.