Walkin' down the street with my eyes wide open
Just to pass the time
Well I was contemplatin' droppin' in
And visitin' a friend of mine
Around the corner and I missed the turning
Preoccupied I guess with a lack of concentration, more or less
Walkin' down the street with my hands in my pockets,
Shufflin' my shoes
Well I'm broke in the city
And there ain't a blessed thing to do
Nothing for it now but to live on through it,
Cause it's only in your mind
And it really doesn't matter if the sun don't shine
Sometimes my head wanders
Won't hold the line connected to the feeling
Mind out of time
Mind out of time
Walkin' down the street with my head full of memories,
Motivations too
And all the mental baggage
That makes me do the things I do
Got a healthy dose of imagination,
Askin' all the reasons why
No use for wings if you ain't gonna learn to fly
Learn to fly