I've run out of plans now,
I've given up on scheming,
I'm looking straight to you
To see what you'll do with my dreaming.
I'm standing at the crossroads
My life, in bags, lays at my feet;
I've got nowhere left to hide
So I surrender, I admit defeat.
I'm waiting empty-handed
Ready to take hold of what's next.
I'm looking in the mirror
At last at peace with what it reflects -
I'm seeing in sharper focus
The me you made me to be,
I'm still a long way off yet
But I'm making progress, definitely.