As the world keeps on turning inside of my mind
I feel my soul Burning, But the coils still wind
And I'm sat on my floor feeling kinda lazy
Thoughts flashing through my mind like I'm going crazy
I guess its being alone
That makes me wish I was stoned.
Well I don't know, but deep down I do
I see the sunshine trying to break through
Just like its tried so many times before
But I'm still in darkness getting soaked in the downpour.
So the world's still spinning inside of my mind
but this haze over my minds eye keeps me blind
I look out the window and wonder whats to see
That i can't see if I close my eyes and look inside of me,
Just where exactly is home?
Man, I wish I was stoned.
