There is always someone
  who knows a better way
  draw your own conclusions
  but i for one would rather say
  i'm not happy here
  there's still a long way to go
  and the way i see things
  i'm always the last to know
  
  after all that i've been through
  why should i, should i find time for you?
  
  i hear these rumours
  promising me better days
  but i see darkness
  and i for one would rather say
  i can't help believing
  there's still a long way to go
  i keep my eyes wide open
  but i'm always the last to know
  
  after all that i've been through
  why should i, should i find time for you?
  
  i could talk for hours
  i was born that way
  but in this land of ours
  i for one would rather say
  i'm not happy here
  there's still a long way to go
  and the way i see things
  i'm always the last to know
  
  after all that i've been through
  why should i, should i find time for you?
  after all that i've been through
  why should i, should i find time for you?