Plans of Great Escape

My eyes stare beyond the ocean

Through the howling winds and rain 

In sense, a prisoner laying plans of great escape 

Why is it my desires always are greater than my confidence? 

Still, I find subtle peace in knowing 

That if I sleep I'll awake 

To better problems than others have had before 

but it doesn't seem to quell the urging restlessness to leave 

I know that I know better than to deny;

I can't get you off my mind 

I've left rebellious cause for fighting and my ever childish angst

Now I don't question all the answers anymore;

or maybe all the answers simply lost their need for questioning 

Still, the moment that I stop to view the wild road before me;

 there's no doubting that I look like where I've been 

That probably should leave no room for doubting me at all

I know that I know better than to deny;

I can't get you off my mind 

It's hard, trusting in the open arms I see 

or trusting in your trust in me