I'm hopelessly drifting down the road
So very close to home
And at home with the drizzle through the fog
A streetlamps orange circle glow
Breaks through the equally speech impeding fog in my brain
Oh, the beautiful light reflecting sights mean everything to me
They're so un-profound now that I've found
That no one else cares quite like me
Oh, oh
At some point
Come walk with me
I have much to share
Oh, won't you come see
I am sorry I couldn't be the right guy
All I needed was to be the girl in my life
Focus on me like a lover
Grow my hair out, maybe I'll discover
Who I am, and what I'm doing here
I'm doing here, I'm doing here
I'm doing here, I'm doing here