I don't keep too many friends But I keep well the ones I've got I find it hard to pretend That things are what they are not But of all the things I've learned Perhaps there's nothing more than this Things can often get confused When chasing happiness or bliss 'Cause it's a shame It's a shame How often, I've forgotten It's a shame How many days I forgot to find myself in the warmth of the sun It may be well that I am wrong It's probably not for me to say But I'm done with running round To places I don't want to stay But of all the things I've learned Perhaps there's nothing more than this Things can often get confused When chasing happiness or bliss But it's a shame It's a shame How often, I've forgotten It's a shame How many days I forgot to find myself in the warmth of the sun Of all the things I've learned Perhaps there's nothing more than this It's a shame It's a shame How often, I've forgotten It's a shame How many days I forgot to find myself in the warmth of the sun Forgot to find myself in the warmth of the sun