Symptoms Of The Down

I see a tunnel where there's a light ahead. I'm still stuck here so far away from where I want to be. Trying and struggling just to ease the pain. Those black clouds keep coming, there's no end to the rain.
Am I in the right, or in the wrong? Symptoms of the down. Speaking those words of optimism won't lose what I have found. But maybe one day we'll finally meet and sing… "sha la la."
Days go by, and so does life; when will my turn come? Is it really worth waiting for, or should I turn and run? To the place that's empty, to the place that's dark, ending all of these tears? Well fuck that world, you've took you're toll... Please don't leave me here.