I'm hoping for A song that will come to me when i'm asleep Because i can't lie And so i can't write Eyes in the dark And it occurred to me that i have spent My whole life Starting over Caught pining for the things that i could have been I could have been a gold digger I could have been a gunslinger I could have been a little bigger I could have been my own ringer I could have been a pop singer I could have been a pop singer I could have been a pop singer But what i am is the silence I crawled into the spotlight Cleared my throat and i closed my eyes I sang a song that i didn't like I sang a song that i didn't like And i was left in the long night I hoped to god that i wouldn't die Before i gave it an honest try Now i try And i try And try To recall a little white light Put me back into my right mind I dig a hole and see what i can find I dig a hole and see what i can find I've been burying my whole life Beneath the lie that it looks like Beneath the song that i didn't write Beneath the song that i didn't write I crawled into the spotlight And in my state i was a sorry sight I sing a song 'til i get it right I sing a song 'til i get it right