When I Get There
by Brianna lane 2004
One feeling
That I have named love
Could be
Fuel for the flames
Or could be fuel for the moving ahead
I am rooted in my pain love
I am falling behind
So much for making improvements
I am just feeding the fire now
Where do I go from here
And how will I know
When I get there
Someone told me I’ll know it when I feel it
And someone told me it feels a lot like home
I think maybe I had it and now it’s gone
Now where do I go from here
And how will I know
When I get there
(mmm)
I should have trusted that it was right the first time
I should have left a trail of bread crumbs behind now
Where do I go from here
And how will I know
When I get there
How will I know
When I get there
When I get there
When I get there