Since when was it right for me
To sit here and wish for things to be
Even though I've came back to this home
Why do I still feel like I'm alone
How can it be that I'm missing you
How could it be that I care
How could it be that I think about you
How could this life be fair
My heart thinks about you more than you know
but my mind tells me no
cause I'm not ready for this
not ready for this
and deep down inside, I know
So till then, I fly solo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem