Woke up this morning, the sun was breaking. Inside my heart, it was also Turnin' too. What am I to do? I went for a walk and the world was violent. And inside my heart, it's just full of A solid tune What am I to do? And I don't know if this is How I'm meant to feel. And I don't know if this is Fanstasy or real. And if you could tell me How I'm meant to heal, I'll be home Enough, do what I can. I'll make you understand. I'm all alone again. Thinking of taking a plane to Rio, (???) where a heart is real. Oh, well. What is there to lose? Or maybe, I'll sit on a hill in Denver, I heard it's quite nice to a late November. Well, What is there to lose? And I don't know if this is How I'm meant to feel. And I don't know if this is Fanstasy or real. And if you could tell me How I'm meant to heal, I'll be home Enough, do what I can. I'll make you understand. I'm all alone again.