I'm knocked down and stepped on,
or maybe I feel strong.
I don't want to waste my time with Doubting.
Someday I'm a rock star.
I've got money from my guitar.
I don't want to waste my time with Doubting.
I'm a simple boy
with a simple dream
in a complex world
full of complex common themes.
I don't want to waste my time with Doubting.
Tell me another story
about love and about feeling lonely,
so I wont feel so lonely,
so I will feel you know me.
And I'll write it down,
I'll hide it deep within a song,
so other kids can sing along.
Only then will I belong.
Not a day's gone by that I fail
to think about the things that I let set sail...
Another cast tale of a doubtful hawk
watching mice from atop the stock.
Do you see their rounded ears?
Do you hear the things they hear?
I think not.
Baby, mice and men- they talk a lot
