They pretend to know me They pretend to understand Every hot shot Has a hand on the gun When I’m standing They see a half a man They can steal my dollars They can think they own my soul Though the world doesn’t live By the golden rule You know they never really have control
I’m too low, I’m too high Extremes they get me by But everyday I try To see a blue sky Head first into the rain Storms running through my veins But on the other side I feel the blue sky, blue sky
Some would say its treasure Some would throw it all away But just like the blood underneath our skin We got to know that we’re one and the same
I’m too low, I’m too high Extremes they get me by But everyday I try To see a blue sky Head first into the rain Storms running through my veins But on the other side I feel the blue sky
(Oh yeah)
I’m too low, I’m too high Extremes they get me by But everyday I try To see a blue sky Head first into the rain Storms running through my veins But on the other side I feel the blue sky, blue sky Blue sky, blue sky