I just don’t know what you mean
I come around like I always do
It’s not for somebody else

I take one right on the nose
And then I wonder the same as you
Is there no part of us left?

Is it a trick of the times
You’ll watch the days slip right from under you

There’s a place I go to that never changes
Like a thought that takes you in the afternoon
It goes
A sha la, la, la oye

I'm a lot like that
I'm a lot like that
I go on

And I run
Just as the melody hums
That’s how you know where I'm at

I'm tired
But I come running
It feels like it’s nipping at your heels
'Cause you’re always looking away

Through all the dust
Yeah I come running
It’s true
You look like somebody else

But say the things that you always do
And that’s the trick of it friend
'Cause on the days I'm alone
I find I'm asking the same as you
Is there no part of me left?

I keep my head in a jar
I pass the time in an empty room
And sigh

There’s a place I go to that never changes
There are thoughts that take me in the afternoon
They go
A sha la, la, la oye

Oh it pulls me back
Like an alley cat
To a meal

Then it’s gone
And now the melody’s wrong
That’s how you know where I'm at

So it goes
Want you to tell me that you see me
Want you to know that when I'm off
I'm never leaving
And that for you I’d trade all the time in the world