I fall asleep, I'm trapped in, argue with the past tense, hardly moving past this fallThere's something about it, about a dream, all it does is keep me waiting on a wake up callWake up, all these thoughts I keep inside, my sick and sentimental mindI'll be okay, I'll be okay, come darker days or warmer nightsIt's just a passing feeling, I'll be okay, I'll be okayI'll be okayShake away the bad good, put the feet to hard woodRemember how we used to be, now we're not the sameRemember how it all could beGotta get some fresh air, feel it pick up my hairBreathe out what I can't bear, just gotta breatheAll these thoughts I keep inside, my sick and sentimental mindI'll be okay, I'll be okay, come darker days or warmer nightsIt's just a passing feeling, I'll be okay, I'll be okayI'll be okayI won't drop it till it's doneI'll be saddened with the sun, sun, sunI'll let go of what is doneAnd I'll be rising with the sun, sun, sunAll these thoughts I keep inside, my sick and sentimental mindI'll be okayI'll be okayI won't drop until it's done I'll be setting with the sun, sun, sunI'll let go of what is done And I'll be rising with the sun, sun, sun