With a notebook and a pen in my hand waiting for some inspiration While half-awake and half-asleep trying to keep my motivation Then I woke up on the couch late at night no progress had been made In my bad dream I was out on the street watching myself slowly fade This is not what I'm looking for Might as well do something useful more I always feel a holiday isn't a holiday without anything good coming my way A holiday isn't a holiday when it slips away to another day Over and over trying to get closer, ending up here again Over and over trying to get deeper, ending up here again just like before Song-writing makes me feel worthless until I reach something special Sinking to the bottom of my everything, am I reaching my potential? Then suddenly the world is filled with light and I know which way to go It seems so close and yet so far Anyway, things start to flow This is what I am looking for Chances are, this might be an epic song And then I wake up! A holiday isn't a holiday without anything good coming my way A holiday isn't a holiday when it slips away into another day. Over and over trying to get closer, ending up here again Over and over trying to get deeper, ending up here again Days just seem to run away and I feel outta control They're slipping through my fingers Will it always be like this? I'm not halfway there Still not halfway there I'm not halfway there Still not halfway there