The other side

On the other side, where it's dark,not light ,
Over here its day, over there its night,

What if i dug a hole that ended there
Would i see it leading anywhere

I feel the he grass is greener at that side
Although they would argue that isn't right

Wish i could stop thinking , about what's there
Seems all these worries make me lose my hair

What if there's another me at the other side
Would he think about what is here on this side