Half Way Home

Headspin, handprints on the ceiling It's like nothing ever really feels right I can't go on without you But I can't have you here My body's aching Mind's in another hemisphere Half way home Fighting, but I'm holding on Life on hold Surrounded, but I'm still alone You say you're fine Standing in the waiting line Life passing by Ironically read the stop signs Why's it so easy When you're at the start? Wishful thinking And I'm always breaking my own heart Half way home Fighting it, but I'm holding on Life on hold Surrounded, but I'm still alone Half way home Life on hold