Why must it always be stop and go? Where in this life can I find constant flow? Inconsistency on a larger scale Impersistence forcing me to bail out Look left look right look left again before you take a giant step All this side to side takes me out of my groove makes me feel inept I toe the straight line for one short time Forget about regrets and doubts that Make me stop on a dime
I'm a fool for distraction Can't keep cool throughout my action Once in a while I find satisfaction I have too much care beyond my reach And too much love that I can't preach What I really need is consistency
Everywhere that I go I don't want to be Cause I keep telling me 'You're missing out, gotta move, gotta break on free' A modern-day busybacksoon Kind of figures cause I was born in June The month of moody, happy feet The people that no one would like to meet Of wandering no-clues, but why should I have to choose?
What if what I need is just to believe Day in day out I find I'm searching for the key My head and heart are too stubborn to agree Where it begins must lie within me
I've been so busy finding my way I'm not content with the roles I've been playing But something occurred to me just the other day I am who I am come what may