Dirty streets and the unpaved plans Take me back home to where it all began I want to fist fight with the good old days They ditched me for a worse tomorrow Sweep me up into the undertow A little more safety - a little more you I've been feeling not quite not myself Wake me up - wash me of I've got lessons to learn Trust me with this, you don't need to know everything you think you need to know I've held high the thought of growing old A pleasant hope to find my home Why do you run so far past my limits? Can't you see my open hand and the good things in it? How you see me eclipses what I've done Maybe I've misheard my name all along I can't stand straight, when I'm alone I've been beaten down with my mistakes Sweep me up into the undertow A little more safety - a little more you I've been feeling not quite not myself Wake me up - wash me of my selfishness I've got lessons to learn