| I guess I’m obscure
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| I guess I’m usual
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| I guess that’s why they call me incapable
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| If I could make a change
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| Believe me I would try
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| I’d make something of this dead-end street called life
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| But maybe that’s just it
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| Maybe I have to do
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| Something I’ve never wanted to
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| Maybe I’m not the same
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| Maybe I’m meant for more
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| I guess I’ll see what tomorrow has in store
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| 'Cause I’ve been getting restless
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| And I have to confess this
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| Feeling held in my chest is
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| So hard to ignore
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| Been wanting satisfaction
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| When I have to take action
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| Wanna feel a reaction
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| Like never before
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| I guess I’m a fool
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| Another pair of eyes
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| To watch the broken world just pass me by
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| But is it that hopeless
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| Or am I seeing wrong
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| Have I been the change needed all along
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| Am I a part of this
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| Is it my chance to shine
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| Am I too late, or am I just in time
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| We’re back to business now
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| It’s time to face the crowd
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| It’s time to show them I’ll change the world somehow
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| 'Cause I’ve been getting restless
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| And I have to confess this
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| Feeling held in my chest is
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| So hard to ignore
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| Been wanting satisfaction
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| When I have to take action
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| Wanna feel a reaction
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| Like never before
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| I’m sick of standing, waiting for someone else
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| From here on I’m a different man, with a plan
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| I’m standing true holding all the world in my hands
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| And when they tell me I’m a useless pawn, they’ll be wrong
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| I’ll tell them I’ve been standing restless here for far too long
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| 'Cause I’ve been getting restless
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| And I have to confess this
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| Feeling held in my chest is
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| So hard to ignore
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| Been wanting satisfaction
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| When I have to take action
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| Wanna feel a reaction
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| Like never before |