The Heavy Crown of Doubt

Shadows dance on my bedroom wall, whispers creep, they make me stall. Every choice,

a canyon deep, secrets that my heart can't keep. Spinning thoughts, a tangled thread,

living inside my own head. Oh, the doubts, the heavy crown,

pulling me down, down, down. Will I fly or will I fall?

Answer me, answer my call. Sunshine fades to stormy gray, chasing hope away,

away. Broken dreams on a dusty shelf, lost the map to find myself.

Oh, the doubts, the heavy crown, pulling me down, down,

down. Will I fly or will I fall? Answer me, answer my call.