''I'm sitting here, waiting,
For answers to fill this paper with...
Answers that  are still a void in my head.

Did that ever happen to you?
I mean, who am I asking?
A stranger who just passed through?
A stranger who can't stay with you?
A stranger who is you.

Your thoughts are not your own anymore.
Endless questions haunt you like a shadow, and I don't want more.
More heartbreak,
More nightmares,
And questions I shall never know the answers to.

Am I good? Am I bad?
Am I happy? Am I sad?

I'm sitting here, wondering
About all the questions I could've lost my mind over.
All that...
All that because of the stranger who doesn't feel like home anymore.''