Or so I Thought

I know this kind of living child I've stayed here once before

I borrowed from my unlearned heart, a sentence to endure

I made a well, I drew the water, sorrowfully pure

To wash away the marks

Unthinkably hard

Or so I thought

Or so I thought

So on and on and on I fought

And more and more I sought

Ohh, ohh

I thought about the beaten track I thought about it's plans

I thought about a breakaway, encouraged by the land

My eyes now learning where to look, my feet now where to stand

The courage to be kinder was held now in my hands

Within my hands

Within my hands

So on and on and on I ran

And more and more I found

Ohh, ohh

Until a full stop in my heart turned into a question mark

And the answers that had stacked up line by line came apart

So I was free to choose the words that I needed to start

To tell the tale so far

Untypically scarred

Or so I thought

Or so I thought

Or so I though

Or so I though

Or so I thought

Or so I thought

Or so I thought

Or so I thought