I've been just fine for years, not paying attention
to what is around, or what is in front of me
Sometimes I feel trapped up, and locked up inside my room
but I still ignore that the key is in my pocket

I don't know where I am going or where i have been
just sit back in my chair and count to ten
Just think about what is going on and remember when
Think about the good times, yeah we'll do that again

I'm trying to hold up the walls from falling down around me
I can't stay standing balancing on my emotions
I'm back down on my knees
because the world has gave out again from under me

I don't know where I am going or where i have been
just sit back in my chair and count to ten
Just think about what is going on and remember when
Think about the good times, yeah we'll do that again

I don't know where I am going or where i have been
just sit back in my chair and count to ten
Just think about what is going on and remember when
Think about the good times, yeah we'll do that again