What I just to do,
Is of no concern to you,
And your friends.
Where I lay my hand,
May not be my home.
But I will last,
On my own.
âcause itâs me,
And my life.
Itâs my life. (2x)
Whole the world too sad.
In the palm of my hand,
Not that you see.
And Iâm tired and bored,
Of waiting for you,
And all those things,
You never do.
âcause itâs me,
And my life.
Itâs my life. (2x)