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...I wonder - where did I get this hopeless optimism?

Now that I've confessed it all to you
It's your depression too
It's true, I guess that that's part of my problem
That you now carry my world on your shoulders
I wonder - where did it get me to complain to you?
And I - suppose I'll take my lousy world back now
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I hate my job - that isn't news
One good day gets me confused
Maybe now things will get better
But then, I guess that that's part of my problem
I wonder - where did I get this hopeless optimism?
And I - suppose I'll take my rosey world back now
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I'd trade it, but most of it I like
I'd change it
But I get so afraid to give away the things that hold me to my world...

And I have another point of view
I've never told anyone
It's true, I could solve all of my problems with money
But I guess that's a problem
I wonder - where did it get me to confess to you?
And I - suppose I'll take my broken world back now
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I'd trade it, but most of it I like
I'd change it
But I get so afraid to give away the things that hold me to my world
When most of it I like
I'd change it
But I'd get so ashamed to lose the things that hold this world on my shoulders
When most of it I like
I'd trade it
But I'd get so afraid to give away the things that hold me to my world...
My world....
World, my world....


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