Scribbled Notes of a Scattered Mind

Oh, I know, these are the thoughts of a scattered mind
And no, I don't know what they mean but they are mine
If I don't know what's going on in my head
Then how can I try to bring a girl to bed

To make a family
To make a home
To make a difference in the world
I must be brave
I must be strong
But I can't quite carry on

And I hear them calling in the back of my head
That the world is not quite done with you yet
And I scream at the top of my lungs, oh how I shout
I scream to the lord above 'Can you help me out?'

To make a family
To make a home
To make this world a better one
I must be brave
I must be strong
But I can't quite carry on

As I scribble down the notes that are pouring from my brain

I think to myself that there's something here to gain

For this is my story, one that only I can pen

And I'll keep on writing until the very end

So that I can make a family
So that I can make a home
To make this world a better one
I must be brave
I must be strong
I must carry on

I will make a family

I will make a home
I will be the difference in the world
I will be brave
I will be strong
Most importantly I will carry on