Overboard - Beside Myself

And I’ve hit an all time low

And can’t climb out

No, I can’t climb out

The light of day is buried

As hard, as hard as I can try I try and see

Try and reach out for a brighter flush horizon

Home, where is home?

Looks like I’ll head to lost and found

And try to find

A restoration, our way out of this mess

Gain back our confidence

Along coming our common sense

In time we’ll all climb out

And I know that the streets are on their way

And I’m not sure if I really care

I guess we had this a long time coming

We already knew so we can’t really care

A sick stomach and a fretting head

I keep saying everything’s ok

I find it easy to laugh at myself

And I could probably stop asking

Home, where is home

Looks like I’ll head to lost and found

And try to find

A restoration, our way out of this mess

Gain back our confidence

Along coming our common sense

In time we’ll all climb out

Have I hit an all time low?

A restoration, our way out of this mess

Gain back our confidence

Along coming our common sense

In time we’ll all climb out