theres got to be more to this, the future
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- theres got to be more to this
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sitting around in my imagination
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using someone elses logic for loose change.
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where the speed of light isn't always fast enough
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so could you hurry up and get another life, if you please
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you wear a suit, i wear a smile, you yellow taxi the 4 minute mile
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i'll be your driver if you'll be my ride
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your financial advisor, me and my hitchhikers guide
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wrote a letter to the future, asking for directions
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it came back to me, return to sender, there I go
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am i here yet, am i here yet, am i?
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theres got to be more to this
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my emotional bends are doing somersaults
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my head is where my feet should be, on the ground
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i chose the path of most resistance
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had to be different, made my mark but then I crossed the lines
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you read between
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pardon you, oh excuse me, you left your manners at the pleasantries
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blind ambition is so hard to please
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look at me, i've been told i'm exceptionally ordinary
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wrote a letter to the future asking for directions
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it came back to me, return to sender
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there I go, am i here yet,
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there's got to be more to this, theres got to be more to this
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straight ahead, always forward, change direction
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nobodys looking. draw a circle and stand in the middle
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touch the sides, they're never ending, they're never ending
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wrote a letter to the future asking for directions
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it came back to me return to sender
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there i go, am i here yet
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the future, theres got to be more to this
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dont wanna be rich, dont wanna be poor, dont wanna to be a bitch
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im not asking for more, you'd settle for less, im happy like this
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dont you wanna get a life
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dont wanna be a victim of fashion, a plastic sensation
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a hippie chick coke fiend, higher than an astronaut
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lower than a politician, leave your name and number in the bin, the has been
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Am I here Yet?
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| Billie Myers |
