In my years, I've seen all sounds of misconception
In my years, I've done all I can live to question.
What happened to me I don't understand
I've seen all I can see as my time expands
Bored I am, bored of my own desperation
I can't defend, can't find my own destination
What happened to me I don't understand
I've seen all I can see as my time expands
So what's up with you, what's up with me
I'm not the one I can't pretend
What would I be if I did it all again
And I sometimes wish I would have asked some
questions
Then maybe I would have a clearer life perception
What's up with you, what's up with me