I get upNo I don’t know whyI’ve got something to beI can’t seeI don’t careWhat you think of meBecause each day it seemsSomebody tells me I’m wrongBut they don’t knowWhere Iâve beenOr what Iâve doneMy friend richThe best heart I knowHe always seems like he’sGot things figured outOne day he says to meâ…today I just don’t knowWhere to go from here and I fearI won’t figure this out.âThis world wasn’t made for usThe way we are, the way we liveI can’t live like thisI don’t know what I’m going to findWhen I try to look for my lifeBut it helps to know that I’m not aloneIn this world I can’t call my ownIn my friends heartsIs the only place I call home