Just Get By

I heard the other day
That I haven’t got a soul
So self-assured,
We need nothing more

I’m not sure I agree
Without a soul what am I?
I’m convinced that I feel
Guilt and sadness to think of you

It’s easy just to get by
But so hard to control myself

Another day, another morning at least
Seems like another chance
Sounds on the radio
The lump in my throat

I can feel my pulse in my ears
And although it changes as you come near
I’m not convinced that that’s enough
When there’s nothing else it doesn’t seem like much

It’s easy just to get by
But so hard to control myself
And sometimes I don’t
I just become someone else.