Someone said life is for the taking
here I am with my hand outwaiting for a ride
I've been living on my great expectation
what good is it when I'm stranded here
and world just passes by
where are the signs
to help me get out of this place
If I should stumble on my moment in time,
how will I know
if the story's written on my face,
does it show
Am I strong enough to walk on water
Smart enough to come in out of the rain
or am I fool
going where the wind blows
where the wind blows
Here I sit halfway to somewhere
thinking 'bout what's in front of meand what I left behind
on my own, supposed to be so easy
is this what I've been after
or have I lost my mind
maybe this is my chanceand it's coming to take me away yeah
..
Here I am, walking naked through the world
taking up space, society's child
make room for me, make room for me, make room for me
