Texty: Anastacia. Where Do I Belong.

Life doesn't promise a bed of roses
Or white knights
Field of emotions
I'm trapped in darkness
Why me?
To win this twisted war inside me
Won't justify the pain
Life doesn't promise a bed of roses

Lightning strikes the pages keep on turning
Help me to be strong
I'm floating in a see of strange believers
Tell me where do I belong?

They paint you a picture of perfect nowhere
Blue skies
Within every line there's a web of comfort
For them
Not me
To win this twisted war inside me
Won't justify the pain
They paint you a picture of perfect nowhere

I said the lightning strikes the pages keep on turning
Help me to be strong
I'm floating in a see of strange believers
Where do I belong?

Where do we go from here?
I wish I could disappear
I'm a lonely soul
So far from home

Yeah yeah yeah
Lightning strikes
The pages keep on turning
Help me, help me
I'm floating in a see of strange believers
And where do I

I said lightning strikes
I said lightning strikes
I'm floating in a see of strange believers
And where do I belong?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah