Too Many Questions lyrics

My coffee is cold, and yesterday is stuck with me

And I can't wake up from my sleep

I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker but the day that I meet my maker or

The day that I see my undertaker, ya see...

All I have is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?

But I walk on without hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi...nation.

How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do?

And separate the truth from the lies

And why do we only take any action when it comes to our satisfaction

When we only need just a fraction of what we need?

All I have is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?

But I walk on without hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi...nation.

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?

Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?

And why when I've had enough, do I seem to ask for more?

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?

Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try - and why ask why?

All I have is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?

But I walk on without hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi...nation.

All I have is too many questions

Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?

But I walk on without hesitation

To my unknown own destination

With the music like syncopation

And explore my own imagi...nation.