I've got this fuel within me waiting to be burned,
but somehow I lost the energy to trust my heart to turn.
It's been bottled up for so long now somewhere in the dark
just waiting to be found and ignited with a spark.
It's not as though I wanted to bottle it to sell,
But just to let it flow 'cause it has a tale to tell.
The price keeps getting higher to keep my tank at full
and it's more than just my own weight that I have to pull.
I've dug down deep despite all my fear,
Of what I might find and what might become clear,
'cause all I ever wanted was to live up to that dream,
and I refuse to let it get the best of me.
It's not as though I wanted to bottle it to sell,
But just to let it flow 'cause it has a tale to tell.
The price keeps getting higher to keep my tank at full
and it's more than just my own weight that I have to pull.
I guess I had forgotten why, headed down this path,
I thought I'd never find it, but it was always within my grasp.
I've got to pull my dreams back out of my past,
strip them down to the bare bones to find what has made them last.
Choose my own way to go and finally give up control
and find something to hold on to and pull
