As much as I want things to change

That is something that can’t be arranged

I look into the sky hoping the stars could wait

For me to go back and change the way I behaved

Sometimes I wonder if I did this to myself

Or maybe it was my pushing wealth

Perhaps someday they will know that I miss them

And know I didn’t mean to push them under my thumb

As much as I want to erase me

Everything is just as it’s meant to be