Billie Myers: Am i here yet

Sitting around in my imagination Using someone else's logic, For loose change Where the speed of light isn't fast enough And hurry up means grow up and get another life lf you please You wear a suit I wear a smile You yellow taxi the four-minute mile I?ll be your driver if you'll be my ride Your financial adviser Me and my hitchhikers guide Wrote a letter to the future Asking for directions It came back to me, return to sender There I go Am I here yet? Am I here yet? Am I? My emotional bends are doing somersaults My head is where my feet should be, On the ground So I choose the path of most resistance, Had to be different Made my mark but then I crossed the lines You read between Pardon you, excuse me You left you manners at the pleasant trees Blind ambition is so hard to please Look at me I?ve been told I'm exceptionally ordinary Wrote a letter to the future Asking for directions It came back to me, return to sender There I go Am I here yet? Straight ahead isn't always forward Change direction, no body's looking. Draw a magic circle Stand in the middle Touch the sides They're never ending... They're never ending... Wrote a letter to the future Asking for directions It came back to me, return to sender There I go Am I here yet? Don't wanna be rich. Don't wanna be poor Don't want to be a bitch I'm not asking for more You'd settle for less I'm happy like this Don't you wanna get a life? Don't wanna be a victim of fashion A plastic sensation A, hippie chick coke fiend Higher than an astronaut, Lower than a politician Leave your name and number in the bin Don't wanna be rich. Don't wanna be poor Don't want to be a bitch I'm not asking for more You'd settle for less I'm happy like this Don't you wanna get a life? Don't wanna be a victim of fashion A plastic sensation A, hippie chick coke fiend Higher than an astronaut, Lower than a politician Leave your name and number in the bin