Back and forth
that voice of yours
keeps me up at night.

Help me search
to find the words
that eat you up inside.

I go side to side
like the wildest tides
in your hurricane.

And I only hide
what is on my mind
because I can't explain.

It's my turn
this soul won't burn
so throw me in the fire.

Trophies earned
and lessons learned
from wicked little lies.

We can pave new roads
with the cold grave stones
wind them through the pines.

Should I stay
or should I go alone
I cannot decide.

Carolina, Caroline.
Carolina, Caroline.