Mr. Nobody (feat. Tom Cochrane)

She came back on the Brooklyn breeze Blowin' through the willow trees Selling her wares off of balconies But I am still Mr. Nobody He came through town on the crest of a wave Crocodile boots, he's feeling brave Hometown hero's got the streets to pave But he still fears the day All my life I've been singing these words Trying to make a dime Fill up the tank with gasoline Drive until I lose my tires All caught up with everything else This time I'll just be me But I don't feel sad Being Mr. Nobody Well I'm holding on to the very last rung From the tip of my toes to the tip of my tongue All the letters felt overdone But I'm still waiting to feel the sun So I'm making amends from where I sit Kicking old habits, making 'em stick From the rocking chair to the casket I'll be strumming along till I'm a silhouette All my life I've been singing these words Trying to make a dime Fill up the tank with gasoline Drive until I lose my tires All caught up with everything else This time I'll just be me But I don't feel sad Being Mr. Nobody All my life I've been singing these words Trying to make a dime Fill up the tank with gasoline Drive until I lose my tires All caught up with everything else This time I'll just be me And I don't feel sad Being Mr. Nobody She came back on the Brooklyn breeze Blowin' through the willow trees Selling her wares off of balconies Oh I am still Mr. Nobody Oh I am still Mr. Nobody