SCHEME OF THINGS

What do I do? How do I make a difference?

Where do I go to answer this inner insistence:

That I give something to insure

Some move towards a cure for this world’s ills?

I look to my heart, don’t know where to start

I don’t know my part in this scheme of things

What does it mean: old and young people homeless?

Where are their dreams? How did they come to this mess?

At a stoplight, I see in them myself

As I wonder how to help, the light turns green

I waiver in heart, don’t know where to start

I don’t know my part in this scheme of things

How do I choose between lose or misuse?

When there’s no answers, hints or clues?

Just chaos that confuses

The youth of today are skeptical of tomorrow

They can’t repay everything that we borrow

From the ground, the water, and the sky

Now we’re less afraid to die than we are to live

We’re weakened at heart, don’t know where to start

We don’t know our parts in this scheme of things

I look to my heart, don’t know where to start

I don’t know my part in this scheme of things

I don’t know my part in this scheme of things

© 2008 MichaeLedonMusic (BMI)