I've told myself, so many times
Not to turn into the type, but i've found
Is it too late, has my time come?
Sometimes i think i'm losing it
Am i the only one?

Understandin', more like demanding
Where do the grey skies end?

Should i stay or fly away?
The wings that i begin to grow
Will surely let me know
How far i have to go
And i'll be there

Oh yet again, thought i was right
But as usual i end up on the wrong side of the fence
Is it too late, has my time come?
Sometimes i think i'm losin' it
Am i the only one?