Will I Ever Get It Right? Lyrics

On a road that stretches into the unknown,

I search for a melody to call my own.

The miles blur, the wheels hum low,

Through frozen plains and the whisper of snow.

Each word I write feels heavy, untrue,

Chasing a dream that stays out of view.

The perfect song—does it even exist?

A fleeting shadow I can't resist.

Oh, will I ever get it right?

Find the words that burn so bright?

A tune to echo through the cold,

A story sung, a truth retold.

Oh, this quest feels endless, long,

Will I ever find the perfect song?

I've painted the road with stories and lines,

Of Scrappy's courage and the frost that binds.

But deep inside, there's a yearning ache,

To craft the song that the soul can't fake.

Each verse I try, it slips like sand,

A fleeting fire I can't command.

Oh, will I ever get it right?

Find the words that burn so bright?

A tune to echo through the cold,

A story sung, a truth retold.

Oh, this quest feels endless, long,

Will I ever find the perfect song?

The road keeps winding, my thoughts collide,

A battle between the heart and pride.

Is the song the destination, or the path I roam?

Is it something I find, or something I own?

Oh, will I ever get it right?

Find the words that burn so bright?

A tune to echo through the cold,

A story sung, a truth retold.

Oh, this quest feels endless, long,

Will I ever find the perfect song?

Through the frost and the stars, I'll keep pressing on,

For maybe the search is where I belong.

And though despair whispers I'm chasing the wrong,

I'll drive on, still seeking, the perfect song.