The Voice

There’s a voice inside my head
That’s always telling me what to do
And this is the voice that has said
I can’t be with you

No matter how hard I try
It won’t let me forget
And I really don’t know why
I am so upset

I should be happy
I should be glad
I should be anything in the world
But sad
Why is my heart aching?
Why is my heart breaking?
When I know my conscience is right

The voice speaks to me all day long
Saying “I know this is right for me
I know this is wrong.”
I can’t figure out why I try to rebel
Because being away from you is like being in hell

No matter how hard I try
I know I’ll never forget
And I always wonder why
I’m still feeling so upset

I should be happy
I should be glad
I should be anything in the world
But sad
Why is my heart aching?
Why is my heart breaking?
When I think my conscience is right
No teacher, preacher,
Parent, or friend
Or wise man can decide
What is right for me
I just have to listen to
The voice that is inside

But what if that voice is wrong?
Can I still stay strong?
Would I put up a fight?
If I knew the voice wasn’t right?
If I knew it wasn’t right?

I’m staring at you from across the room
And the voice says “Look away”
But I keep my eyes locked right on you
Waiting for you to notice me

Maybe it’s not about how hard I try
Maybe I’ll never forget
Maybe I should stop wondering why
But I can’t help but to feel upset . . .

I should be happy
I should be glad
I should be anything in the world
But sad
Why is my heart aching?
Why is my heart breaking?
When I think my conscience is right
No teacher, preacher,
Parent, or friend
Or wise man can decide
What is right for me
I just have to listen to
The voice that is inside

The voice that is inside
Here in my mind