Is this a joke, well I can＇t laugh
And this hole thing is pretty half
It seems I lost my tounge in cheek
And turned into something meek
Into a banishment state
So this last toast is not for me
It＇s for someone I long to be
Or maybe someone that I was
Who never seemed to be this lost
Who never seemed to hesitate
How come, I know much more
Still being so unsure
Is this where I should be standing
Maybe it＇s better here
Maybe you are a square
Who still gives love and understanding
Is this the garden that you mean
Well I remember grass as green
And not this dry yellow weed
This was supposed to be my creed
Even better is coming up...
If this is how it＇s gonna be
I hold my breath and hope to feel
A different voice i can rely on
Another rule i can defy
There＇s just no point in giving up
How come, I know much more
Still being so unsure
Is this where I should be standing
Maybe it＇s better here
Maybe you are a square
Who still gives love and understanding
