Someday

I believe in the rest of the story

I believe there's still ink in the pen

I have wasted my very last day

Trying to change what happened way back when

I believe it's the human condition

We all need to have answers to why

More than ever, I'm ready to say that I

Will still sleep peacefully

With answers out of reach from me until?

Someday all that's crazy

All that's unexplained

Will fall into place

And someday all that's hazy

Through a clouded glass

Will be clear at last

And sometimes we're just waiting

For someday

We are born with a lingering hunger

We are born to be unsatisfied

We are strangers who can't help but wander

And dream about the other side of?

Every puzzle's missing piece

Every unsolved mystery

More than half of every whole

Rests in the Hands that hold you for someday?