I Am
I am absent minded and immature
I wonder what life has in store for me
I hear the birds chirping on a summer morn'
I see a story unfolding for many
I want to redeem myself of all I've done wrong
I am absent minded and immature
I pretend I am an ignorant fool
I feel happy and safe when I daydream
I touch a babbling brook as it swirls by
I worry for the pumpkin pie I can't eat
I cry out as I stand here now, wishing and waiting
I am absent minded and immature
I understand that I am one of millions but I am change
I say you must love to be loved
I dream I will be heard in a crowd of shouting voices
I try to open your eyes to see the wrong
I hope I can reach you before you are too far gone
I am absent minded and immature
