I wake up and I\'m this
I shake up some of that
I take a shot but miss
Every target I aim at
All the people in the street don\'t look at me
They have lives to live and they\'re in a hurry
I\'m sitting now because I want to write it down
But I can\'t think of words good enough to show around
This is hard
This is hard
This is hard
But I say, \"I can do it; I\'m a superstar.\"
I put on a song
A few minutes long
And I like the words but I can\'t use them because someone already did
Someone already has
It isn\'t fair
This isn\'t fair
Nothing is fair
But I pull myself together because they\'re starting to stare
Alright, enough fooling around
You\'re in the middle of town
Put your pen and paper together now
And write something worth reading down
Did you ever see a more beautiful thing
Than the light between those angel wings?
Spread them far and flap them too
Maybe one day something good will come to you
How could you dream a more beautiful thing
Than the sound of those delicately singing birds?
If you try to make amends and spend more time with your friends
Maybe one day you\'ll sing such beautiful words
One day you\'ll fly out of here
One day all the crowds will cheer
And one day you might just sing
Something good enough for the birds
All the pretty words go to the birds
All the pretty people flock and say
Nothing is going right here
But I\'d like to stay anyway