Lyrics Wasted State Of Mind

Talking 'bout things we've seen
Paris to Oslo seem like dreams
Looking back, was it real
You know how things sometimes feel
You can run but get no further than
Three city blocks from where you began
Caught in a wasted state of mind

Here you come here you come,
Now that you're gone
Where will it take me?
Why am I waiting?

Caught in a stasis, feel like I've wasted all this time
With people and places who've never related or desired