I don't need a friend
I just need a hand,
to follow me to the south;
a land I know nothing about.
please, show me the way.
I've been dying for an escape.
the walls are cavin' in,
I just need to see the sun again.
This was not the plan,
this road never turned to sand.
a subtle way to change the setting,
to give me what I wasn't expecting.
watching slowly while you disappear - if I follow, will you lead me through it?
there are questions that are dragging me along; when will I know if I am right or wrong?