something

in my mind there's something,
in my my heart there might be another,
in my soul theremight be someother,
but in my mind there might be something.
so you thing there's a way out,
may be you will be saved if you shout,
but you know there's a doubt,
if you land up in shorter than a cloud.
if there be a single way,
out of this conundrum of sway,
I would be loved by you someday.
Tell me if you hear the way,
if I want a little out of the bay,
sense a bit from the day,
become what ever you may.