Limbo

Cause it's cold outside in this stormy weather,
Yet it's warm in places that I can't remember

But maybe since everyone says that this is the way I should feel,
Then I guess I have come to the point
Where these longings are no longer real

You could be the shelter that'll shield me from the rain
Or the beacon of light if I may lose my way.
And I'll be fine eventually,
As long as you don't leave
You're my addiction – a substitute for medication

I'll take my chances at something
I've found so strange and unfamiliar.
And if you could be by my side
Then things would be so much easier

I'll take my chances at something
I've found so strange and unfamiliar,
Even though I am aware of love and its vices

It's funny how I never sleep,
Yet day after day, I keep waking up.
If this is how limbo feels like,
Then there's nowhere to go but downwards from here

How does it feel to be truly happy?