Some ask me who I am
I want to reply I don’t know
I thought I knew until I went
And I still don’t know where I went or where I now go
So I go with the flow
And they don’t accept it you know?
They want answers I can’t give
Because I simply don’t have a fig
I remember strange things
Things that make no sense
But I hope they’re true nonetheless
It would be recompense
For the life I’ve had
If I’m found again, I will be glad
Then I’ll know who I am
Am I lily or am I Sam?
Do I like roast beef or ham?
I know it’s getting silly now
But that’s my state of mind
And if you’re in any state to understand me
Good coz I’ve lost mine
