Old Song

I promised my gift to turn into pride

I promised my thoughts to become an idea

I promised my idea to be told to others

But others told me I don't have an idea

I lost my self to an old song

I lost my self to the thought that I can be everything

Maybe that's why I feel so stupid

After all this song's old and it ain't for free

The world's here with you or without you don't stumble

And fall 'cause it spins while you're telling your self