Tired of Doubt

The sun sets on my every tear,
It sets on my every word that I don't let go.
I can see the clouds changing colors,
I can see the winter's freeze,
In my own place,
I think of all my doubts.

I don't know what'll happen,
I doubt that the sun will rise.
I wonder if I'm holding this false hope,
Like a child waiting for a friend to come home.
Knowing that he's gone,
I doubt you'll return today.

Why can I doubt all of this?
Why can I say “I love you”-
And, doubt you love me too?
Am I waiting for my heart to break?
I'm just looking for a brighter day.

I'm searching for the truth in your eyes.
I think of putting up my disguise,
Because I'm too afraid of all these doubts.
Why am I afraid of all that's great?
Is this just a normal trait?

There's a great divide,
What you see-
What I see-
Different as black and white,
Is this just called “life”?

I'm tired of these doubts!
I want the sun to rise-
I want all my shame to be washed away!
Together with you-
I want to walk with you through everything!
I'm tired of these doubts,
Unlike a mindless man,
I want to change these ways,
Change these thoughts-
Run back to you in these times and always!
I'm tired of all this doubt!