Confused - Mark Owen

Sitting at home with my head in my hands

Wondering what the day’s gonna bring

Sitting alone with my feet in the sand

Been waiting for a change in direction

Dreaming of days when the night never came

Wishing for a night with no day

Dreaming of a life where the bulb never blows

Wishing to be left in the darkness

Today I know where I’m going

Tomorrow I’ll be somewhere else

This morning I’ll be a somebody

This evening I’m finding myself

Well are you confused, I guess you would be, so, so am I

Thinking of people calling my name but living life in solitude

Thinking of receiving an OBE, but it was over before I knew

Thinking of kissing a girl in the park but I’d rather be walking my dog

Thinking of teaching myself to play chess but i’d rather play drafts instead