Yellow September

Somebody asked you: Where is the joy inside your life?
Then you start to think about it and you lied for one more time
It's no one else business, but you still care for a while
What these words means to your mind and you have an axe to grind

And you tell the others that everything is fine, and you fake a smile
Just to avoid more questioning about your day, and all your wounds

And throughout your life you sought for someone help, but without asking
And you know that the guilt for being in that hole is all yours

Proceed, persist, conceive
Heal me, save me, help me

And someone help me find
And someone help me find
Someone help me find it
Someone help me find it
Something happy in me