Lyrics Am I Here Yet? (Return To Sender) - Billie Myers

Am I Here Yet? (Return To Sender) - Billie Myers
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Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English

Am I Here Yet? (Return To Sender)

There’s got to be more to this, the future
There’s got to be more to this
Sitting around in my imagination
Using someone elses logic for loose change
Where the speed of light isn’t always fast enough
So could you hurry up and get another life, if you please?
You wear a suit, I wear a smile
You yellow taxi the 4 minute mile
I’ll be your driver if you’ll be my ride
Your financial adviser, me and my hitch-hiker's guide
Wrote a letter to the future
Asking for directions
It came back to me, return to sender
There I go, am I here yet?
Am I here yet, am I?
There’s got to be more to this
My emotional bends are doing somersaults
My head is where my feet should be, on the ground
I chose the path of most resistance, had to be different, made my mark
But then I crossed the lines, you read between
Pardon you, oh excuse me
You left your manners at the pleasantries
Blind ambition is so hard to please
Look at me, I’ve been told I’m exceptionally ordinary
Wrote a letter to the future
Asking for directions
It came back to me, return to sender
There I go, am I here yet?
There’s got to be more to this
There’s got to be more to this
Straight ahead, always forward
Change direction, nobodys looking
Draw a circle and stand in the middle
Touch the sides, they’re never ending, they’re never ending
Oh yeah, am I
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, oh yeah
Wrote a letter to the future
Asking for directions
It came back to me, return to sender
There I go, am I here yet?
Don’t wanna be rich, don’t wanna be poor
Don’t wanna to be a bitch, I’m not asking for more
You’d settle for less, I’m happy like this
Don’t you wanna get a life?
Don’t wanna be a victim of fashion
A plastic sensation, a hippie chick coke fiend
Higher than an astronaut, lower than a politician
Leave your name and number in the bin
Don’t wanna be rich, don’t wanna be poor
Don’t wanna to be a bitch, I’m not asking for more
You’d settle for less, I’m happy like this
Don’t you wanna get a life?
Don’t wanna be a victim of fashion
A plastic sensation, a hippie chick coke fiend
Higher than an astronaut, lower than a politician
Leave your name and number in the bin
Don’t wanna be rich, don’t wanna be poor
Don’t wanna to be a bitch, I’m not asking for more
You’d settle for less, I’m happy like this
Don’t you wanna get a life?
Don’t wanna be a victim of fashion
A plastic sensation, a hippie chick coke fiend
Higher than an astronaut, lower than a politician
Leave your name and number in the bin, the has been

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Artist lyrics: Billie Myers