Sometimes I wonder how it would feel to drive to the edge of the Earth.
Sometimes I wonder, would my non existence matter if my mother would’ve never given birth.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m really just living to die.
Sometimes I wonder what I really could be if I had a little faith and try.
Sometimes I wonder what song the birds sing in the morning.
With all the these signs around me, maybe it’s me that they are warning.
Sometimes I wonder why the rich are extremely wealthy and the low...