The secret side of me, I never let you see.
I'm worse at what I do best and for this gift I feel blessed. 
Because I'm easy come, easy go. A little high, little low. 
This world will never be what I expected. And if I don't belong who would have guessed it? 
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west. And my spirit is crying for leaving.
I'm a traveler of both time and space to be where I have been. 
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd. You're gonna hear my voice. 
In restless dreams I walked alone. Narrow streets of cobblestone. 
I must have died alone, a long, long time ago.