Texty: James LaBrie. Lost.

Sometime after five
I don't know what I've done
But I put my car in a drive
And I'm blinded by the sun

In my rear view mirror
The colors start to fade
My past just disappears
And I am so afraid

I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost

Thought I saw the sign
Perhaps I should have turned
I really see just fine
Guess I'm not concerned

Maybe I'll forget
Way things were before
It's too late for regrets
'Cause I've opened up the door

I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost

I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way

I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way
I'm lost, show me the way
I'm