I wish to be with you, take this wholesome truth But far too many places to see Seek to distribute all my lonesome youth But it seems that I can never be pleased The pale moon rises ahead, so won't you take me in your care? Lying in your bed, but we can't seem to shed the weight we bear How to alleviate "It's just the day-to-day" Please check; I think I'm dreaming Where is my sanity? Another search and seize Oh my, I think I'm bleeding Whitewater's swiftly running it's coarse And my convictions are surely declared Actions I cannot endorse As I was simply lost and impaired