Looking at the hourglass and I'm feeling low.
Feels like I'm standing outside of time , just watchin' it flow.
Maybe I'm a fool , I don't know where I'm supposed to be .
Wandering in enemy territory.
Bruised and confused by the vicious things you said.
But there's a voice inside my head saying .
It's OK,  It's OK,  It's OK ,It's OK .
It's OK , to get a little lost,  It's OK to Falter , It's OK to fall, Its all OK.

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I Let another hour pass, lost inside my mind.
The sand is flowing faster, time used to be so kind.
Eventually I'll have to climb up in a tree.
and so much further I will see past yesterday.
Eventually  I will find a way , because  nobody's here to rescue me
but that's OK,
It's OK , It's OK , It's OK ,It's OK .
It's OK to get a little lost,  It's OK to Falter, It's OK to fall , Its all Ok.

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Its OK  to want to cry and Its OK now not to try  
and Its OK  to run and hide
Its OK  to tell a lie.
But every once in a while  it's ok to crack a smile
and hear that little voice in time that says.

It's OK,  It's OK,  It's OK, It's OK .
It's Ok to get a little lost, and It's Ok to Pray, and It's OK to lose your faith ,and It's ok to stray.

It's OK
It's OK,  It's OK,  It's OK,  It's OK ,  to get a little lost.