I, I always thought that I knew,
I’d always have the right to,
Be living in the kingdom of the good and true.

And so on,
But now I think I was wrong.
And you were laughing along
And now I look a fool for thinking you were on
My side.

Is it any wonder that I’m tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don’t know what’s right?

Sometimes,
It’s hard to know where I stand.
It’s hard to know where I am.
Well maybe it’s a puzzle I don’t understand.

Sometimes,
I get the feeling that I’m
Stranded in the wrong time.
Where love is just a lyric in a children’s rhyme,
A sound-bite.

Is it any wonder that I’m tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don’t know what’s right?

Oh these days,
After all the misery you made.
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?

Nothing left inside this old cathedral,
Just the sad lonely spires.
How do you make it right?

Oh but you try.

Is it any wonder that I’m tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don’t know what’s right?

Oh these days.
After all the misery you made,
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?