High On a Riverbed

Why try When everything I do feels half right? I wander through my life Everything I say seems half right Sometimes I'm standing here High on a riverbed And light breaks through And everything feels good for a while High on a riverbed Where am I When everything I do feels half right? How can I be satisfied Writing words from someone else's lies? Sometimes I'm standing here High on a riverbed And light breaks through And everything feels good for a while High on a riverbed Light breaks through I see myself sometimes Vision is a mystery half blind I keep missing all the time Seeing what I could be if I... If I... Sometimes I'm standing here High on a riverbed And light breaks through And everything feels good for a while