"This is my private bed
This is where I lie at night
Staring at a light bulb hanging on the ceiling
Waiting for a dream to
come and get me out of here
Here in my humble room at night
I often wonder what goes on out there
What makes them run so scared
I often stare at the people passing by
But they can't see me through my window shades
Just like I'm not even there"
"I know my problems aren't your fault
What I really want to know
Has it always been this way"
"If you can find me
Come and get me out of here"