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