Who is the I in me
I have three wishes I need to make
Just open up my eyes
The I can surely see

Where is the I in love
I am asking of myself
There is no resolution
No gifts from the "eye" above

So I dig yet another grave
And bury the last remains
I find it all hilarious
The stupidity makes me rave

OK , you never loved me
I brought it all down I see
You never said ,"I love you ."
It was all my fantasy

So who is the I
That I've become to be
Just the oldest fool sailing
The ship of fools is me