At 11 in the morning The alarm clock is alarming I get up to meet the day I'm thinking of a place At 11 in the evening Tell myself that I'll be reading But my mind's in outer space 'Cause I'm thinking of a place I'm thinking of a place, yeah Some kind of meditative state Something I can hang my hat on I've just been fighting for so long Out on the edges of my mind I see a different kind of kind It takes some focus, takes some time ♪ Well, all I ever wanna do Is feel a little bit like you But all I ever am is me I don't who that's supposed to be 'Cause I was thinking of a man But that's not really what I am Sometimes I feel so sad and small I don't know what that is at all So I'm thinking of a place, yeah Where I can disassociate Some peace of mind and some escape Where I can disappear for days and days Out on the edges of the margins Where love is cheap and faith's a bargain I'm thinking of a place ♪ A little while after midnight I'm sitting at a stoplight When it changes, I don't care I'm not going anywhere