Outside my head, I cast a shadow. I'm not someone who's seen this side of me, but it drifts across the ground so down I look. I could spend my time wondering who I was. and I could count the times that I had lost or won. And I could turn toward you and ask you what you saw. But what do these feelings mean? Come meet me on this path of wonder. Take my hand I'd like to share with you. What can we learn when we can't understand? We could spend our time wondering what could be and we could ask of God to show us where we stand. You could follow me back to where we met. But what have you been dreaming of? I'm going to live, but I'm living far away. I'm going to die. I'm dying for a way out.