Point of View

I came here for directions

But only got more questions

Don't have a destination

Or any future in my mind

If you

Could see

My point of view

I'd ask

If I

Could see

Yours too

Don't need to be an idol

Don't want my songs to be a bible

Just want to know that I could

Be the reason someone made it out of bed

Cause if you

Could see

My point of view

I'd ask

If I

Could see

Yours too

What if I don't want to be

Some famous singer on your screen

Just want to write along the edges

Of a world mostly unseen

But then I hear all of your voices

Screaming out all my mistakes

Saying "boy that's such a bummer

"all that potential gone to waste"

If you

Could see

My point of view

It once seemed so much simpler

To conjure up a reason

But I can't find any water

In the well from which you're drinking

And if the light is where I'm standing

Then why does yellow always feel so blue?