I am all alone and cold,
trying to find a place to go,
somewhere to finally call my own,
someone that i can finally hold,
but i must first find myself,
define the things now written in color,
but truth still lies behind the weather,
i decide to learn to dance through the storm,
i come to a conclusion,
i realize,
i will i find myself with unopened eyes,
i open one and then the other,
the sun is dancing in technicolor,
now i see the point in life,
to take each day one step at a time,
i found myself,
so bold and true,
i told myself it starts with you.