I feel like I could fly away,
into a land of great escape.
I'm feeling the pain wishing it was just the rain i'm hearing.
I want to relax, make me calm.
And still I think of what went wrong?
I ask myself almost everyday,
it makes me so mad I can't think straight.
Now i'm in this land of fear,
and I'll be damned if I won't get out of here.