Woke up this morning with a funny feeling,

wasn't really sure what it was all about.

But it felt like I was disappearing,

so I ran to the mirror to check it out.

I said, "Here I am, here I am, here I am

... but why do I feel like the invisible man?"



I stumbled back into the bedroom,

and stared out at the rising sun,

Then I heard myself shout out the window,

not really talking to anyone,

I yelled, "Here I am, here I am, here I am

... but why do I feel like the invisible man?"



Lights went on, people started yelling,

"Will the crazy man go back to bed."

And there I was, laughing out my window,

feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said.



Well it's no big thing, no revelation,

no answer to these lives we lead.

But I think I do know one thing:

Sometimes I think we all need to say,

"Here I am, here I am, here I am,"

when life makes us feel like the invisible man?



Lights went on, people started yelling,

"Will the crazy man go back to bed."

And there I was, laughing out my window,

feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said.



Woke up this morning with a funny feeling,

wasn't really sure what it was all about.

But it felt like I was disappearing,

so I ran to the mirror to check it out.

I said, "Here I am, here I am, here I am

... but why do I feel like the invisible man?

Oh, here I am, here I am, here I am

... but why do I feel like the invisible man?

here I am, here I am, here I am

... but why do I feel like the invisible man