4am, beside myself And what I think of mental health All the things that worry me All the things you don’t believe I’ve been told just what to do Where to look and point my view All the things that I could be I think I learned in therapy Am I just a shadow you drew? It comes back to you It comes back to you All the things that you have lost Will find their way to you It comes back to you It comes back to you Looking back into the past And I can see it through Mocking birds and diamond rings I have thought of greater things All the things that fly by me All the lives that I could lead Maybe I was born for that Or maybe I was first to last You could call it cowardess But leave me to my studied bliss Am I just a shadow you drew? It comes back to you It comes back to you All the things that you have lost Will find their way to you It comes back to you It comes back to you Looking back into the past And I can see it through