My Song
I'm singing a song
And it's so beautiful
If only I could find the notes
I'm singing it loud
and it's so meaningful
if only I could find the words
I'm not quite sure of how it goes
but I'm the only one that knows
the song is short
but I don't know it all, yet
no one knows
just how long it gets
It's bugging me know - I've got to know it
but don't tell me a thing - it'll come in time, I know it
I can't listen to anything else now
for fear of misremembering
and in this dire state
I can't afford to mess things
up
So I'll just keep on singing my song
I know one day I'll get it right
It's when I have nothing left
for which I live to fight


I'm hoping it's clear what this is about. Because with this one I actually do have clear in my mind what it is. And I'm not in the mood to explain.