A Song For James

The hidden law That's what I am looking for Co-incidence Or should I call it fate I'm searching round To pick the piece of me I dropped It's still smoldering The heat is burming my skin Hey man can you hear me Nobody wants to sing my song Nobody wants to be my guide Nobody wants to help me out Nowhere I can run and hide Nobody wants to take my hands But I wanna take your hands Yes I wanna take your hands Turn me inside out Treasure boxes are all sealed Need to understand Before I ruin everything The hidden law Searching for a scrap of evidence Don't count me in I'm not the part of the scheme Hey man can you here me Nobody wants to sing my song Nobody wants to be my guide Nobody wants to help me out Nowhere I can run and hide Nobody wants to take my hands But I wanna take your hands Yes I wanna take your hands I turn my head to look back at the way I've run here Lights behind me are off and I can see nothing All right here I go Wind at my back Time to start now Nobody wants to sing my song Nobody wants to be my guide Nobody wants to help me out Nowhere I can run and hide Nobody wants to take my hands But I wanna take your hands Yes I wanna take your hands Wannabies None of us can help dreaming Because a dream is what colors our lives So we wish though it never comes true Any time at any place We're writing down a page of our story Everyday is a new adventure Hardship is also a part of the story Close your eyes fast and you can become the one you wanna be We wanna be We wanna be M.Jordan We wanna be We wanna be Brad Pitt We wanna be We wanna be Hiroshige We are wannabies Any time at any place We're writing down a page of our story Looking for the title of our own Heading towards the new chapter ahead Close your eyes and you can feel it The way you wanna go is always right We are just wannabies We wanna be We wanna be J.Hendrix We wanna be We wanna be Bruce Lee We wanna be We wanna be A.Einstein We are wannabies and We are wannabies We can dream it! Any time at any place There're people struggling to figure out What is the point of being real out What is the point of being original Close your eyes and you can see it Your name is on the cover of your book You are self-titled We wanna be We wanna be M.Jordan We wanna be We wanna be Brad Pitt We wanna be We wanna be Hiroshige We are wannabies We wanna be We wanna be J.Hendrix We wanna be We wanna be Bruce Lee We wanna be We wanna be A.Einstein We are all wannabies -