Our Escape
Standing here I’m wondering if it is too lateAre my feet firmly on the groundI’ve often dreamt that I would make my escapeLive a different life than it is now You know that I would love for us to get awayTo find a path that will not wear us downCan I ask of you, do you still have faithAnd do we have the means to make it out Cause it’s bringing me down, living this wayWe gotta get out before…















