Walking through my front door

I've been away a couple years

I've been chasing all my dreams

But avoiding all my fears

And I met a girl but she got too close

So I said, "goodbye"

'cause I'll be running from myself

For the rest of my life.

Why do these birds fly into the breeze?

Why do the open arms of someone who loves me make me wanna leave?

Why is it so hard to see what I could be?

Why can't I open up my heart and feel the emptiness inside of me?

Sitting in my kitchen, I've been caught inside my head

Thinking 'bout the past and all the good times that we had

'cause I've been so many places, most of which I've never seen

I guess happiness is inside me, not living in some dream.

Why do these birds fly into the breeze?

Why do the open arms of someone who loves me make me wanna leave?

Why is it so hard to see what I could be?

Why can't I open up my heart and feel the emptiness inside of me?

Inside of me

Inside of me

Ooh...

Why do these birds fly into the breeze?

Why do the open arms of someone who loves me make me wanna leave?

Why is it so hard to see what I could be?

Why can't I open up my heart and feel the emptiness?

Why can't I open up my heart and feel the emptiness?

That's inside of me.