I sit and stare at a big wall, bare
I cleaned it and now it's just standing there
It's waiting for me to clothe it in something
But I'd rather just sit and stare at nothing
I'm waiting every single day
For something to come my way
To grab me from my empty den
And show me how to live again
I'm afraid of starting anew
Afraid of new mistakes that glue
That glue themselves onto my wall
That seems to stand to endless and tall
And then I'll need to clean it again
And sit once more in my empty den
For I'd rather do nothing than do wrong
But now I've been living this way too long
I need someone to help me right
To help reteach me how to fight
To remind me that like pain, there's love
And show me nothing is of more worth