I've told myself, so many times

Not to turn into the type, but I've found

Is it too late, has my time come?

Sometimes I think I'm losing it

Am I the only one?

Understandin', more like demanding

Where do the grey skies end?

Should I stay or fly away?

The wings that I begin to grow

Will surely let me know

How far I have to go

And I'll be there

Oh yet again, thought I was right

But as usual I end up on the wrong side of the fence

Is it too late, has my time come?

Sometimes I think I'm losin' it

Am I the only one?