Catch me when you can, I'm the man you want to talk to
42 more days for I'm dead.
If life were a bit more giving there'd be people who'd miss us when we're gone
No one listens to a word we say
What I heard when my head was buried in the sand
could shine a light on who I really am.
and I'd hate to pass it up
I'm just lucky I could find it
still I'd like to rewind it just one more time
And if you said it's all for nothing, I would call it good for something
Just to keep you from mummbling the wrong words
Cause what I heard when my head was buried in the sand
could shine a light on who I really am.
Can I trouble you for a light
Gotta win this fight.
If it's wrong, or if it's right
I could use your help tonight.