In my years
I've seen all signs
of misconception
In my years
I've done all I can
live to question
What happened
to me
I don't understand
I've seen all
I can see as
my time expands
Bored I am,
bored of my
own desperation
I can't defend,
can't find my
own destination
What happened
to me
I don't understand
I've seen all I can see
as my time expands
So what's up
with you,
what's up with me...
What's up
with you,
what's up with me...
I'm not the one
I can't pretend...
What would I be
if I did it all again?
And I sometimes
wish I would have
asked some questions
Then maybe I
would have a
clearer life perception
What's up with you,
what's up with me...
What's up with you,
what's up with me...
Another time around