The cold wind from space    Is blowing in my face   God, what am I doing here?   I wish I was a cat,   Then I'd know where it's at   Sure has been a funny year      The dripping of the faucet   Puts a rhythm to my night   I walk around in time with it,    My footprints would be white   I touch my body, seeing    I'm still a human being   God, what am I doing here?      The shoreline disappears,   The view goes on for years   Time is like an endless sea,   I row my little boat,    And try to stay afloat   Dreaming of eternity      The music all around me    Puts an order to my day   But I am rarely high enough   To see the world that way   Oh please give me a sign.   Is all this nonsense mine?   God, what am I doing here?