Why Is It For Every One
There's Got To Be A Greater Sum
Of Reasons To Believe That I Need
Because It's Easy To Forget
And When There's Nothing In Your Head
Soon A Sleep Is All That I Can See

Now I've Probably Stayed Too Long
And Maybe I Could Go
But I Can't Even Find A Door
And So It Goes To The Same End
Until The Obvious Comes And Then Acknowledging I've Seen This All Before

Why Do All Excuses Come
When All I Really Need Is None
Again The Instincts They Bring Back More
But Do I Think I Know Too Much,
And In The End Is That Enough
But Am I Certain What I'm Asking For?