| I’ve been running around in circles
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| Pretending to be myself
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| Why would somebody do this on purpose
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| When they could do something else?
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| Drowning out the morning birds
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| With the same three songs over and over
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| I wish I wrote it, but I didn’t so I learn the words
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| Hum along til the feeling’s gone forever
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| Took a tour out to see the stars
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| But they weren’t out tonight
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| So I wished hard on a Chinese satellite
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| I want to believe
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| Instead I look at the sky and I feel nothing
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| You know I hate to be alone
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| Or to be wrong
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| You were screamin' at the Evangelicals
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| They were screamin' right back from what I remember
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| When you said I will never be your vegetable
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| Because I think when you’re gone it’s forever
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| But you know I’d stand on the corner
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| Embarrassed with a picket sign
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| If it meant I would see you when I die
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| Sometimes when I can’t sleep
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| It’s just a matter of time before I’m hearing things
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| Swore I could feel you through the walls
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| But that’s impossible
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| I want to believe that if I go outside
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| I’ll see your tractor beam
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| Coming to take me to where I’m from
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| I want to go home |