Invisible Man

Woke up this morning with a funny feeling, wasn't really sure what it was all about. But it felt like I was disappearing, so I ran to the mirror to check it out. I said, "Here I am, here I am, here I am ... but why do I feel like the invisible man?" I stumbled back into the bedroom, and stared out at the rising sun, Then I heard myself shout out the window, not really talking to anyone, I yelled, "Here I am, here I am, here I am ... but why do I feel like the invisible man?" Lights went on, people started yelling, "Will the crazy man go back to bed." And there I was, laughing out my window, feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said. Well it's no big thing, no revelation, no answer to these lives we lead. But I think I do know one thing: Sometimes I think we all need to say, "Here I am, here I am, here I am," when life makes us feel like the invisible man? Lights went on, people started yelling, "Will the crazy man go back to bed." And there I was, laughing out my window, feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said. Woke up this morning with a funny feeling, wasn't really sure what it was all about. But it felt like I was disappearing, so I ran to the mirror to check it out. I said, "Here I am, here I am, here I am ... but why do I feel like the invisible man? Oh, here I am, here I am, here I am ... but why do I feel like the invisible man? here I am, here I am, here I am ... but why do I feel like the invisible man