Where do I begin, where do I stand?
I've had everything in the palm of my hand
Felt like the world is at a glance
Spinning at me like a merry go round
I did it all, and I alone to reap what I sow
Because its me who did it all
Made, I have made it so it seems
With a sudden wrong turn, it all was gone
What was made is now has been
Here I am asking where do I begin?
Falling, now I'm falling deeply to no where
With the debris of my own fallen tower
Gasping for air,finding anything to hold on to
Taking whatever is left of what I've once won
