You might be wondering where I've been
And how it is that I got here
I've been on the next to last step from the end
Could I make it any clearer

Since life has lost all meaning
I've been meaning to check you out
But first I have a riddle
Why is life riddled with so much doubt

The progress that we're making
Are we making it all up
The way things are going lately
We need a bit of better luck

I'm mixing greens with yellows
To make the color blue
Why am I always the fella
That's nervous next to you

There's a lighthouse on the point
That guides the sailing ships
Where all my needs and all my wants
Will be different in the end

*So don't look to deep inside of me
For my soul is paper thin
Like I said my needs and wants
Will be different in the end
Before they're blown off by the wind...