1. I Am

From the recording Sell My Heart to the Junkman

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Fool I was to say out loud what I want to be
Play it straight and don’t work real hard
Ain’t your life a dream?

Like a fool who says too much
Or a wise man who says too little
Here I stand so out of touch
Like a monkey in the middle
Who is here to see me?
And who would dare believe that I am?

When it’s cold I want it hot
Never in control
Always wishing what is not
Now knowing what I know
When it rains it pours a lot
Leaves me standing in the puddle
Never happy with what I got
I remain in a world of trouble

And who is here to see?
And who is here to be what I am?
Well I am

Well I am
What I am