| Everyday I wake up late
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| Since I quit my day job
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| I have been sane
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| But responsibilities sure do remain
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| But I’ll just let them wait
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| Because I don’t know what I am doing now
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| And I won’t try to act like it cause I sure don’t know how
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| And I’ll admit that I don’t know, just where I’m going
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| On this long and winding road
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| That’s taking me to what would be my home
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| So stare and see that this is me
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| And I will be just what I need to believe
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| That something is what I’m gonna be
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| And what you do is what you do
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| And what I do needs to be true
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| The things I do maybe need to be thought through
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| But just remember what’s right for me
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| Might be not right for you, you
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| Staring at this mirror and I’m wondering who you are
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| Right now is a time for searching and I just wish I had a car
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| To drive a long distance and just think about the war
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| And how life’s got so much more
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| Because I don’t know what I am doing now
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| And I won’t try to act like it cause I sure know how
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| And I’ll admit that I don’t know, just where I’m going
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| On this long and winding road
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| That’s taking me to what would be my home
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| So stare and see that this is me
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| And I will be just what I need to believe
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| That something is what I’m gonna be
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| And what you do is what you do
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| And what I do needs to be true
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| The things I do maybe need to be thought through
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| But I know what I want to do
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| And I want it to be true
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| And yeah I’d be the first to say that of course I’ll listen to you
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| But remember what’s right for me, might be not right for you |