4 in the morning
And my roommate's still a-snoring
So I take a walk out on the Boulevard
The wind above me
Seems to push and pull and shove me
But it shows me all the places I could fly
I want to be something
Before I die
I feel it burning me inside
I want to be something
I don't know why
I want to know that at least I tried
I see so clearly
That the odds are stacked against me
And that nobody else believes in me at all
I'm all alone here
And I have to face my own fear
I have no choice but to keep on keeping on
I want to be something
Before I die
I feel it burning me inside, whoooooaaa-oh
And my roommate's still a-snoring
So I take a walk out on the Boulevard
The wind above me
Seems to push and pull and shove me
But it shows me all the places I could fly
I want to be something
Before I die
I feel it burning me inside
I want to be something
I don't know why
I want to know that at least I tried
I see so clearly
That the odds are stacked against me
And that nobody else believes in me at all
I'm all alone here
And I have to face my own fear
I have no choice but to keep on keeping on
I want to be something
Before I die
I feel it burning me inside, whoooooaaa-oh
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