Sand in my hair?
And sand in almost everything I own
?Birds wheeling high in the sky? but don't know
Which way to fly
Which way to go

Well I'm standing here?
Just looking at the sea?
Trying to wonder whether it sits for me
?Or not at all?
No one wants to change it

So many people so many people?
May sit around and moan?
But you're not, you're not, you're not?
Going to find it very far away from home

I've been looking here?
Trying to realize?
Whether it's something that I could compromise
?Or not at all?
But nobody really wants to change it

Call me anything
?Call me a fool
?Call me what you want?
But just stay cool, stay cool, stay cool, stay cool

I'm standing here?
Trying to mesmerize?
Wondering, wondering if the people realize
?Or not at all?
But nobody really wants to ever change it

So many people? sit and ask me why
?But I'm just keeping hold of the seeds
?Until the day I die

Sitting here? I'm trying to realize?
If it's really worth it?
Or whether I should make out to disguise about it?
If there's no way at all