Isn't half as bad as it seems But lord I sit tonight, and I dream of somebody Who in the world could it be?
Im nowhere that I want to be You're the only thing I see Im leaving you right next to me
Young deductive thinkers, Living while I stow away, In my studio I sit here thinking I saw something through to it end Where in the world could that be?
Im nowhere that I want to be You're the only thing I see Im leaving you right next to me