I don't have time to make a decision.
Time is of the essence,
And I'm running out of it all.
I'm losing my mind, trying to find it.
My expressions are worried and I can't hide it.
Mom used to always say, be good and find your happy place.
I'eve always enjoyed the summer, it should be my season,
But my luck is running out and I'm not sure of the reason.
If only her voice was in my ear, I wouldn't know what to fear,
Because her sweet love and sound was dear.
The clothes on my back came from a man and I don't know his name.
If someone loved me, I'd know where to go.
But all I know is this back road that leads to no home,
all I know is they are trying to find me,
I didn't mean to do it,
I didn't know I could actually do it.
Everyone knows, I DID IT
They don't love me now, they wont love me then.
Summer has always been my favorite season,
I should go before the summer leaves.
Can't take another thing...leaving me.