Unruly

Relates to my friends hard troubles with a girl and trying to

The warm breeze I used to welcome
Will never come this way again
Leaving me with a stale taste in my mouth
I can't walk away, we can't lose hope
Something about this wasteland won't leave me alone
I'm tired of this uneven truth
Sick of trying, when nothing changes
I want the before, the warm breeze
Not this taste, no more holding back
Open your eyes to the horizon
Realize I am your northern star
Just believe in me
Forget them
To ease the pain

The warm breeze is back again
Wrapped around your soul
The drought is over
Let us hope
That the wasteland won't visit anymore