In Another World. I like to think there's another world, Not unlike this one, One where all the battles that we've lost, Become the ones we've won. A world where your hands, Are made perfectly for mine, And where my frown is turned, Upside down, A world where we never cross that line, Never get angry, never get sad, Never lose everything we had. Because I miss it all. I pray that there is a place, Where we did work out, A world without all the doubt, Without all the pain, The fear, I just wish we could do it again, But never shed a tear, Never need to dry those eyes, Never need to compromise, And we'd laugh at the idea of death, That we'd always share our last breath. In another world. But here I am, In my world, Always giving a damn, My brow always furled, A different Adam, and a different Sam, Being more than what I am, Being two people instead of one, One battle that I wished I had won.