Sitting around,
wondering where to go.
Looking out, do I follow?
Follow the path that was set before me?
Set before me?
Do I abandon all that came before?
Do I go?
Hey, do I go?
There's not enough care for you to hold me.
Not enough wind to blow me around.
Not enough heart to put me back down, back down where I started from.
There's not enough movement in this world.
Not enough air in my room.
Not enough sunshine coming in to make me move, to make me move...
Move, Move, Move, Move.
Something in the footpath,
Something in the doorway,
Something down the stairs keeps me waiting.
Something on the sidewalk,
Something at the stoplight,
Something at the corner makes me fly.
And I'll take that step behind,
Now I'll follow it to the light.
Ooo, to the light!
There's not enough care for you to hold me.
Not enough wind to blow me around.
Not enough heart to put me back down, back down where I started from.
There's not enough movement in this world.
Not enough air in my room.
Not enough sunshine coming in to make me move, to make me move...
Move, Move, Move, Move.
I'll keep searching, never fading.
I'll keep wondering, keep wondering.
It's not enough, no, it's not enough.
Not enough walls to stop me.
Not enough floors to knock me.
Not enough grounds to hold me down.
Not enough walls to stop me.
Not enough floors to knock me.
Not enough grounds to hold me down.
There's not enough care for you to hold me.
Not enough wind to blow me around.
There's not enough heart to put me back down, back down where I started from.
Not enough movement in this world.
Not enough air in my room.
There's not enough sunshine coming in to make me move, to make me move...
Move, Move, Move, Move.
Not enough walls to stop me.
Not enough floors to knock me.
Not enough grounds to hold me down.
Not enough walls to stop me.
Not enough floors to knock me.
Not enough grounds to hold me down.