There’s nothing out the window
There’s no point in looking
All the time I’ve wasted
Peeking through the haze
I have wasted so many days
Slumbers spent no more
Will I label myself a dreamer
Because I’ve finally made it home
Will I wonder no more
Day in, Day out
I have retired all doubt
So I punch that clock
My mind returns to stock
I have reached my destination
All with in the realization
My youth is far behind me
And I am who I have to be
