Life throws you curves
expects you to swerve
i swing and i miss
and all i do is reminisce
about the good and bad
and what i could have had
whats has gone
and every dawn i have undergone
I think about the past
and what will last
i hope for less curves
so i can gather my nerves
so i can go back and live
asked to be forgived
get to what i planned
and slowly expand
my life is one big curve
while i have to swerve
to stay on track
and to get back