Lost

Heather Sommer

Compositor: Heather Sommer

I was a traveler
But now I'm lost
You were the anchor
But now I'm floating up

And I can feel something so real vanishing so quickly
And I can feel something so real vanishing
And I can feel something so real vanishing so quickly
And I can feel something so real vanishing

I can't understand how I'm losing all my strings
And feel a part of you's erased
Imprisoned in quicksand
I can't quite get to you behind this wall
I'll turn the radio up and channel the voice that I once knew
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember

A stranded car in the parking lot at Beacon Hills
I know, I've seen this before
I've seen this before

And I wanna hear the truth
I wanna just get through this
Yeah I wanna hear the truth
I wanna just get through this

I can't understand how I'm losing all my strings
And feel a part of you's erased
Imprisoned in quicksand
I can't quite get to you behind this wall
I'll turn the radio up and channel the voice that I once knew
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember
Yeah I remember

A stranded car in the parking lot at Beacon Hills
I know, I've seen this before
I've seen this before