What is happening to me?
I stole this song from some bird in a tree
Outside my window in Philly, the empty branch is taunting me
As it trembles, all my proof is gone
But everything makes sense if you imagine
No fleeting thoughts or images are mine
And I thought I heard the world explode
But that was just somebody's home
Either way you'll have my story to tell
My story to tell
Well, nothing's gonna go your way
If you choose to stay
But I'm not like you to change my path
And nothing will ring more true than exiting the door
Find in life what you are looking for
But everything makes sense if you imagine
No fleeting thoughts or images are mine
And I thought I heard the world explode
But that was just somebody's home
Either way you'll have my story to tell
Either way you'll have my story to tell
Either way you'll have my story to tell
Either way you'll have my story to tell
My story to tell