Second Chance

The page is crisp
The book is open
I look one way down the street
and see all the slums
I look the other
to where my present and future meet
and see all the good that is to come
I know the love
Instead of looking down to the deep
I look up above
and see the sun
I can't keep my eyes open
To see whats coming
All I know is that I'm hoping
For the love that I am groping
I won't let it go
I won't let it fly
I would be back in the slums
Where I would surely die
the pain and toruble that survive in slums
away from them I will always run
Run through the day
Run through the night
Fly through the sky
Because love gets my high
keep my heart on my sleeve
So I don't forget it's me
Keep my shoulder's up straight
Because I'm not carrying the world
Only a country
But on the contrary
I'm not carrying that
It's just tagging along
Trying to get me to turn back
To where I don't belong