Sixteen years thought I found it
Spaces between our eyes
Caught and captured in
Laughed and forgotten
Twenty thought I won a chance
Always at the back of my hand
Fortune's on my side
I'm never losing sight
Finding it all special
That I'm not the same
It's tuning in, tuning out
Fourteen thought I was alone
Wondering what would twenty do
Little did I know, still living as it happens
Really thought I got a grip
Finding that its not the case
Melt the wax
Shape it back!
Finding it all special
That I'm not the same
It's tuning in, tuning out
It's tuning in, tuning out
It puzzles me
Can't grasp the concept of me
Forever changing
Can't read my horoscopes in all the papers
They call me dreamer, can't keep my head to focus
I find myself spacing out when they talk
They call me dreamer, can't keep my head to focus
Finding it all special
That I'm not the same
It's tuning in, tuning out
It's tuning in, tuning out
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