I'm knocked down and stepped on,

or maybe I feel strong. 

I don't want to waste my time with Doubting. 


Someday I'm a rock star. 

I've got money from my guitar. 

I don't want to waste my time with Doubting. 


I'm a simple boy

with a simple dream

in a complex world 

full of complex common themes. 


I don't want to waste my time with Doubting. 


Tell me another story 

about love and about feeling lonely, 

so I wont feel so lonely, 

so I will feel you know me. 

And I'll write it down, 

I'll hide it deep within a song, 

so other kids can sing along. 

Only then will I belong. 


Not a day's gone by that I fail 

to think about the things that I let set sail... 

Another cast tale of a doubtful hawk 

watching mice from atop the stock. 

Do you see their rounded ears? 

Do you hear the things they hear? 

I think not. 

Baby, mice and men- they talk a lot