Midnight falls on the snow-lit trees
and as I stand inside I know that I
can’t watch life through a window
my indecision is blocking the door
it’s like a religion
that I never ask for more
I might stumble and fall
What’s someone like me
doing in a life like this?
I can’t see
what someone like me
is doing in a life like this
slipping back into the past
Sun comes up and streams
through the blinds
and as I throw my clothes on
do my hair wrong
stare into my mirror
telling myself that everyone falls
take the first step
that’s the trick of it all
bounce back like a ball
What’s someone like me
doing in a life like this?…
My mind is filled with
runaway dreams
I can’t wake up
I don’t know what it means
you see I fell asleep
with the television on
when I woke up it was gone
I read my horoscope
to see what’s in store
I get a little lazy but
I want more, I want more
What’s someone like me
doing in a life like this?
I can’t see
what someone like me
is doing in a life like this…