Warmest Regards

I wait, and I wait, to make a new start A new beginning, But it feels like the end And it takes one to know one And I'm really not sure If I can put things back together like before I tried to see the bright side, The best way I know The more I look up, The more I feel below I followed my convictions It was good 'til I got bored 'Till the voice beyond the grave kept calling more! I'm really trying to be there For the people I know The more we meet up, The more I feel alone So I look at what surrounds me, In the places I go And the seeds sown in this garden start to grow!