Cahier No 9 - 42 West Avenue

Sometimes I doubt the path I chose Sometimes my dreams feel all on hold There's no doubt that this will make me strong Because it's the hardest thing I've ever done Despite this cruel world And all my best efforts You surprise me with just how perfect you are Even with all my flaws And my bad examples You surprise me with Just how perfect you are And when I'm lost You search for me And when I doubt You're my belief I'm suppose to be The stronger one You always seem To prove that theory wrong Still, I hold my breath each time you go Out in the world that's beyond my control If you are dreaming I never want to wake you up When I'm all in a spin Full of cynicism You remind me of just how perfect you are When I'm at my wit’s end And I'm losing my head You remind me of just how lucky I am