Show me the way

Sitting with a friend,
staring at the blues,
looking at life
from the bandstand view.
Looking for a chance
to sing and dance,
looking for that one moment
to sweep me away.
Feeling like a tiny piece
in the big puzzle of life
and blowing with the wind
of many directions.
Feeling stuck on a treadmill,
I run without covering the distance.
Waiting on you to come by
so I can follow you up there.
Show me the way
when right doesn’t feel quite right.
Show me the way,
when I lose the spirit to fight.
Show me the way
when night disguises as day.
Show me the way
When the blacks turn to grey.