I stopped medicating
I started meditating
But the question keeps coming back
Coming back,
coming back
When and where were you at?
When and where were you at?
Am I good enough?
Blue colors on my body
Stars in the ceiling,
journey,
love,
dreaming
Can
you have some empathy for me?
When I empty,
when I empty myself for you, baby,
for you, baby
Finally good enough
Only
smoking for the camera
But drinking to forget Never losing my mind
To
a lost mind
Finally warm from your loving words
But the question keeps coming back
Coming back
When and where were you at?