Reading the paper saw a review
Said I was a visionary, but nobody knew
Now that's been a problem feeling unseen
Just like I'm living somebody's dreamWhat am I doing anyway
Telling myself it's not too lateI'm not a young man but I'm a child in my soul
I feel there's room for a man who is whole
And there's a need for songs that are sung
For chances not taken for deeds not yet done
What am I doing anyway
Telling myself it's not too lateMy children look away they don't know what to say
My children look away they don't know what to saySo that's been a problem feeling unheard
So called visions always deferred
It must be the reason I developed this need
You know you should never believe what you read
What am I doing anyway
Telling myself it's not too lateMy children look away they don't know what to say
My children look away they don't know what to say
