I come downstairs,
find a newspaper.
Put it aside unread.
There's a lot going on,
with you, with me, with everyone.
But I stand hopelessly alone on this doormat,
and I think: 'I have to go somewhere today.'
Roughly speaking, this is the deal:
or I rediscover the weather.
Or I search with heart and soul,
for the happiness that lies around the corner.
Freed from every duty you may have here.
And I think: 'I have to go somewhere today.'
Because you never know when,
and you wonder why.
But you will know one day,
whether you have to or you mag:
'I'm ready now.
Ready, ready.'
I stop at the intersection,
left or right makes no difference.
I have everything I want,
but what I want is the problem.
I am hopelessly alone on these stones.
And I think: 'I have to go somewhere today.'< br/>Because you never know when,
and you wonder why.
But you know one day,
whether you have to or you can:
'I'm here ready for now.
Ready for, ready for.'
Cause you never know when,
and you wonder why.
But you know one day,
either you have to or you can:
'I'm ready now.
Ready for, ready for.'
It will happen one day,
but you never know when .
And you wonder why.
And one day you know
whether you have to or you can:
'I'm ready now.
Ready for, ready for.'

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