Falling Short I think there should be more than this - Weren t there some feelings I should miss I think I should have felt some grief Some hurt from my shattered belief Instead all I can feel is cold The youth of one who s grown too old The years of innocence are past But winds to new years blow too fast - I d catch them if I d learned to fly Since all the others learned to cry What has come wrong that I call shy That I can hang but do not die I ve tasted of the air I seek But to consume it am too weak Burnt countless bridges that don t reach Across the span of my mind s breach I think there s got to be more here Beyond the cradle and the tear Where my emotion hides away To rise on some unknown today