lost... found... all over again

Someone said life is for the taking

Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride

I've been living on my great expectations

What good is it when I'm stranded here

And the world just passess by

Where are the signs to help me get out of this place?

Here I sit halfway to somewhere

Thinking about what's in front of me and whatI left behind

On my own, supposed to be so easy

Is this what I've been after

Or have I lost my mind?

Maybe this is my chance and its coming to take me away

If I should stumble on my moment in time.. How will I know?

If the story's written on my face, does it show

Am I strong enough to walk on water

Smart enough to come in out of the rain

Or am I a fool going where the wind blows