Feeling My Best When I Should Cry

Feeling alone at the worst times Feeling my best when I should cry And this time things are looking up Our hands are locked we feel like one And then you disappear into thin light, and I'm drowning pick me up And I wander around I'm going towards what I just can't get Revisiting my happy places, boredom is a way to vent And this time things are looking up Feeling alone at the worst times, feeling my best when I should cry Feeling alone at the worst times, I'm feeling my best when I should cry