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Why am I such in a rush to be somebody? |
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Leaving behind all the things I'd rather be |
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I don't know how success ever mattered to me |
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Daddy always told me only doctors and some lawyers succeed in what we call the present day |
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My mama always said that I would never stand a chance in this world singing' my life away |
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I may never be a times square poster |
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And I'll never be on a popular magazine |
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I may never be an actor on the big screen |
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And I don't remember if I ever cared at all |
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I'm just an ordinary guy, just getting by |
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Riding the tide trying to hide |
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I'm just an ordinary face, finding my place |
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You won't remember my name after I go away |
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Everyone tells me I'm a rare condition |
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And maybe that God has a different plan for me |
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I don't presume to know, the reason's a mystery |
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People always telling me that I am something special, well it's too much pressure to take |
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The preacher always told me that Jesus might be watching me throwing my life away |
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I may never be a perfect person |
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But I'll do my best to try to make you happy |
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And I will never meet your expectations |
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But I never cared at all |
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I'm just an ordinary guy, just getting by |
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Riding the tide trying to hide |
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I'm just an ordinary face, finding my place |
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You won't remember my name after I go away |
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Count to thirty look around you can't find me |
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Funny how I blend so well with the mob scene |
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Twenty years and I'm still empty handed |
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And I'm still here fading away |
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I'm just an ordinary guy, just getting by |
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Riding the tide trying to hide |
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I'm just an ordinary face, finding my place |
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You won't remember my name after I go away |
