Spare change

Why do I dream so much?
Why do I waste the day?
Why when I'm at work do I feel so far away?

I wish I was like you.
Yeah I wish I knew.
The direction I was headed and if I was on my way.

But it's not so simple.
No it;s not so clear.
And I just don't know how to get there from here.

But everyday comes and goes and nothing seems to change.
I go through the motions with only me to blame.
I'm trapped in my mind and running out of time.
What should I do?

Wish I could run away.
But I won't get far.
Because no matter where you run, there you are.

So I dream some more.
Then I 'll complain
Like I said before nothing's EVER gonna change.

And when I can't sleep
I pick up my guitar
I wish I was alone, but there I am again.

And everybody comes and goes and nothing seems to change.

I go through the motions with only me to blame.

I'm trapped in my life and running out of time.

What should I do?

Yeah

What should I do?
And where can I go?
And this love inside of me will they ever know?
Does anyone ever want to know.

And love could I share?
Is it still in me?
Or like everything else is love still just a dream?