| What is this about?
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| Where is everybody going?
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| What am I doing here?
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| Can’t separate what I really need to know and
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| What I just want to hear
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| Maybe I’m alone
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| Maybe everybody’s lost too
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| Looking for a way out
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| Maybe I don’t know
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| Maybe I don’t even want to
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| Just don’t want to be let down
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| There is no sureness, I kind of just stumble along
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| There must be purpose in trying to keep on
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| What do I know?
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| I’m a child
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| Just trying to talk like a mother does
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| Seeing life come and go all the time
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| It’s never as long as you wish it was, oh-oh-oh
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| Maybe I’m still trying to see like a child does
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| And I always feel like I did when I was younger
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| Can’t talk sense into me
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| How do you decide when to know or how to wonder
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| Or how to just get free?
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| There’s no certainty, I kind of just stumble along
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| Doesn’t bother me, I’m trying to keep on
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| What do I know?
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| I’m a child
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| Just trying to talk like a mother does
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| Seeing life come and go all the time
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| It’s never as long as you wish it was, oh-oh-oh
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| Maybe I’m still trying to see like a child does
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| I’ve seen both sides of the door
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| I’m not a child anymore
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| But I can stand in it the way I did when I was a kid
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| What do I know?
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| I’m a child
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| Just trying to talk like a mother does
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| Seeing life come and go all the time
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| It’s never as long as you wish it was
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| What do I know?
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| I’m a child
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| Just trying to talk like a mother does
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| Seeing life come and go all the time
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| It’s never as long as you wish it was, oh-oh-oh
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| Maybe I’m still trying to see like a child does
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| Maybe I’m still trying to see like a child does |