Confused and Untied

Everyone's leaving So I'll pack up my suitcase And I'll go But what would I know? It's been a while now And I still don't know how How to fly But I don't even try Things will get better in the long run The wind will blow away my tears Things will get better in the long run My dear, my dear My friend's lives get clearer As I choose to linger on the ground Cause I haven't found A steady direction My life's a reflection of my mind Confused and untied Oh, things will get better in the long run The wind will blow away my fears Oh, things will get better in the long run My dear, my dear Oh, in a year I'll be found With my feet still stuck in this ground Oh, in a year I'll be found Having worked things out Things will get better Things will get better Oh things will get better Oh things, things will get better Things, things will get better Things, things will get better Oh, things will get better Oh, things, things, things... Oh, things, things will get better Everyone's leaving So I'll pack up my suitcase and I'll go But what would I know?