This man climbs another step and wonders if his life is worth the living he hasn't done much of Denying any notion that emotion may be token for nostalgia A gesture all the same He's got his private wars just like the million other wars That keep you and I from getting where we both belong, both belong 'Cause I see you making eyes with yourself again Shaking hands with invisible friends Looking 'round for encouragement No not me I'm just hangin', hangin' 'round for a new thrill 'Cause I'm tired of the old ones And I can't be the only one Who's in line for some sunshine, yeah And baby you're a tough one but your love has long forgotten how to scratch its way from such a guarded heart One day you'll realize that nothing stems from nothing and go write a book that no one ever reads You've got your private wars just like the million other wars That keep you and I from getting where we both belong, both belong 'Cause I see you making eyes with yourself again Shaking hands with invisible friends Looking 'round for encouragement No not me I'm just hangin', hangin' 'round for a new thrill 'Cause I'm tired of the old ones And I can't be the only one Who's in line for some sunshine, yeah Don't try to understand Or offer your gentle hand To me...to me... To me...to me... 'Cause you are not alone in wonderin' how you got so far from home When every memory you own is beggin' for your time But you're running out of sand As you clutch the feeble hands And embrace the thing referred to as the past And I see you making eyes with yourself again Shaking hands with invisible friends Looking 'round for encouragement No not me I'm just hangin', hangin' 'round for a new thrill 'Cause I'm tired of the old ones And I can't be the only one Who's in line for some sunshine