if i had my way would i still be here today can't you see i try can't you see i really try i can't get my fill of life i can't get my fill of life even though i try even though i really try surround my life with hills of fantasy not a clue to what the future brings i could use a little ecstasy won't someone help me i could turn around i could look the other way i could be comfortable with nothing more to say i cannot make up my life i cannot make up my life even though i try even though i really try words and music Phil Celia ©1999 Celiasongs/BMI