Catch me when you can, I'm the man you want to talk to   42 more days for I'm dead.   If life were a bit more giving there'd be people who'd miss us when we're gone   No one listens to a word we say      What I heard when my head was buried in the sand   could shine a light on who I really am.   and I'd hate to pass it up   I'm just lucky I could find it   still I'd like to rewind it just one more time      And if you said it's all for nothing, I would call it good for something   Just to keep you from mummbling the wrong words      Cause what I heard when my head was buried in the sand   could shine a light on who I really am.   Can I trouble you for a light   Gotta win this fight.   If it's wrong, or if it's right   I could use your help tonight.