the grass is always greener on the other side
i just keep on wondering why
it's dark and it keeps on raining
while there must be a blue sky
is there really a perfect life
people reaching the one hundred percent
not failing at a single thing
while i'm still in no man's land
can't keep up with this marathon
being too soon and always out of breath
finding out at last there's not even
a second best that i can get