Midnight falls on the snow-lit trees and as I stand inside I know that I can't watch life through a window my indecision is blocking the door it's like a religion that I never ask for more I might stumble and fall
*	What's someone like me doing in a life like this? I can't see what someone like me is doing in a life like this slipping back into the past
Sun comes up and streams through the blinds and as I throw my clothes on do my hair wrong stare into my mirror telling myself that everyone falls take the first step that's the trick of it all bounce back like a ball [repeat *] (What's someone like me) My mind is filled with runaway dreams I can't wake up I don't know what it means you see I fell asleep with the television on when I woke up it was gone I read my horoscope to see what's in store I get a little lazy out I want more, I want more What's someone like me doing in a life like this? I can't see what someone like me is doing in a life like this...