These roads are winding and, the horizon's always just a little out of reach. I've come so far, chasing a dream. I look back, and it's just where I started. Sun is setting, stars misaligned, can I go on? Would you meet me halfway there, will you take my hand and take me away? I want to talk to you, ink your words on my skin. Stir my mind up, tell me how you've been. Mess with my thoughts and my head. Memories are fading, tell me, how to breathe? How do I tell you I want you here? These words sound what they mean. I am losing myself, is it the price I pay to find you? I want to know that I am not LOST.

So, am I lost?