I'm looking in from the outside
I wish my mind could read the score
Some day a door will open
Then I'll know, then I'll see what I'm striving forIf I could get an answer
If someone would give me a clue
I know, I'd feel much better
But I can't find anyone to put my question toAnd when I'm older and wiser
And I look back on my youth
Will I be contented or will I see
Nothing but a vain search for the truth?When I'm old and wiser
I look back on my youth
Will I be contented or will I see
Nothing but a vain search for the truth?I wish I knew better baby
My mind wouldn't be so sore
Some day a door will open
Then I'll know, then I'll see what I'm striving forI'm looking in from the outside
I wish my mind could read the score
Some day a door will open
Then I'll know, then I'll see what I'm striving forIf I could get an answer
If someone would give me a clue
I know, I'd feel much better
But I can't find anyone to put my question to