Am I here yet? (Return to Sender)

There's got to be more to this, the future

There's got to be more to this

Sitting around in my imagination

Using someone elses logic for loose change

Where the speed of light isn't always fast enough

So could you hurry up and get another life, if you please?

You wear a suit, I wear a smile

You yellow taxi the 4 minute mile

I'll be your driver if you'll be my ride

Your financial adviser, me and my hitch-hiker's 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?

There's got to be more to this

My emotional bends are doing somersaults

My head is where my feet should be, on the ground

I chose the path of most resistance, had to be different, made my mark

But then I crossed the lines, you read between

Pardon you, oh excuse me

You left your manners at the pleasantries

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?

There's got to be more to this

There's got to be more to this

Straight ahead, always forward

Change direction, nobodys looking

Draw a circle and stand in the middle

Touch the sides, they're never ending, they're never ending

Oh yeah, am I [Incomprehensible]

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, oh yeah

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 wanna to be a *****, 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 wanna to be a *****, 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 wanna to be a *****, 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, the has been