sitting in classrooms and coffee shops
always looking outside the window
wondering if i’m meant to be on the other side
imagining that i am on the other side
is that another time, another universe that i see
is there another time, another place where i can be
wondering if i’m in the wrong place
i’m with the wrong people
reading the wrong books
wearing the wrong boots
saying the wrong words
they never really do let us know
if we are in the right place
if there’s such thing as a right place
I’m waiting to see how the time passes by
and where it will take me next
sometimes i think people have forgotten about me
sometimes i forget about myself
have i really done the things i’ve done
do i really know these people
is this really what i’ve decided to do
and is it too late to be another person
always looking outside the window
wondering if i’m meant to be on the other side
imagining that i am on the other side
is that another time, another universe that i see
is there another time, another place where i can be
wondering if i’m in the wrong place
i’m with the wrong people
reading the wrong books
wearing the wrong boots
saying the wrong words
they never really do let us know
if we are in the right place
if there’s such thing as a right place
I’m waiting to see how the time passes by
and where it will take me next
sometimes i think people have forgotten about me
sometimes i forget about myself
have i really done the things i’ve done
do i really know these people
is this really what i’ve decided to do
and is it too late to be another person