Mystery

Straight lines, empty spaces

Untied, out of patience

All because of me

It’s been

Sore eyes, hiding places

Still nights, endless waiting

In and out of sleep

Will it always be

A mystery

Will there always be a missing part of me?

Thinking back on all the things I couldn’t see

In front of me

A mystery

Almost, set in motion

Untold, never spoken

All because of me

Will it always be

A mystery

Will there always be a missing part of me?

Thinking back on all the things I couldn’t see

In front of me

A mystery

A mystery (mystery)

Will it always be

Be a mystery?

A mystery

Will there always be a missing part of me?

Thinking back on all the things I couldn’t see

In front of me

A mystery