Living in a box of my own creation
Tryin' to fulfill all my obligations.
Seems everybody wants a piece of me.
What happened to the girl I used to be?
Lord, won't you come on and set her free.
Well my cup's half empty, else it's half full.
But it ain't over flowin' , that's for sure.
There's money in my pocket but that ain't no cure.
Oh, what happened to the joy that once was mine?
Lord, won't you come on and let me shine
Been thinking 'bout a boy I used to love.
I swear I thought that boy hung the stars above.
But he decided to let me go.
Oh, What happened to that boy I used to know?
Lord, I want to tell him that I loved him so.
Living in a box full of regulations,
hoping for a little pleasant conversation
What happened to that girl I used to be...?
Maybe I will find her
Where the river meets the sea.
