One day,
One day at a time.
I'll be more.
More than a boy,
In a fort of sheets.
More than a friend,
Waiting,
For someone to keep a seat.
More than a love,
Asking for some back.
More than a soul,
Begging for some slack.
More than the wind,
Looking for a way out.
Stuck in a house of glass,
I can see you walking there.
You go on with your war,
I'll work something out,
From here.
There's little to no remorse,
Just a wayward path.
With your back on the wall,
You may be at the end.
But never the last.
I'll be a little better,
Than the snow on the grass.
Unafraid of the sun,
I'll leave my mark.
More than a soldier,
I'll ever be.
One day I'll be called forth,
And then you'll see.
A simple man I was,
And a simple man I'll be.
Just a bit older,
Walking endlessly.
One day I'll be more,
For sure,
More than a bard.
Looking not for fancy covers,
Just an ear or two,
From afar.
More than a son,
Looking for some spare change.
More than a lad,
Looking for a fast lane.
One day I'll be more.
Just a bit more time.
I'm working on it,
Night and day.
If not the past.
The future will be mine.
One day.
One day at a time.