Sitting at home with my head in my hands
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Wondering what the day's gonna bring
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Sitting alone with my feet in the sand
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Been waiting for a change in direction
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Dreaming of days when the night never came
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Wishing for a night with no day
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Dreaming of a life where the bulb never blows
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Wishing to be left in the darkness
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Today I know where I'm going
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Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else
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This morning I'll be a somebody
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This evening I'm finding myself
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Well are you confused, I guess you would be, so, so am I
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Thinking of people calling my name but living life in solitude
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Thinking of receiving an OBE, but it was over before I knew
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Thinking of kissing a girl in the park but I'd rather be walking my dog
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Thinking of teaching myself to play chess but i'd rather play drafts instead
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[REPEAT CHORUS]
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Confused
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Mark Owen |