Lost

A lost soul 

just another in a night full of us

spent another hour on the city bus 

staring out the window 

wondering if I can achieve my dreams like winslow

feelings strange on this eve 

Wonder if the world is really how I percieve 

its a real question and I just have to believe

look up and I'm lost 

I was cooking with fate

and I got lost in the sauce

I shouldve taken the time to wait

but instead I tried to rush the gloss

I took the bait and thought I was the boss

oh well thats the way things got 

dont matter to me

because I enjoy being lost