Burning The Candle

There must be another way to satisfaction
One that wont kill me on the way
For Im losing all my traction
Will I ever love another day
And it makes it hard to walk straight line
When people are standing on your toes
And I cant say that Im not doing fine
But the urgency grows
And my conscience knows
5 35 in the morning and counting
Seeing it all so clear
So why havent I the strength to heed my own warnings
When I feel so cold here
And it makes to play in the straight time
When people are demanding your soul
And I cant that Im not doing fine
But I still feel a hole
And Im not Im not your hero

Dont in always seem to go that you dont know what youve got till its gone