No I'm not where I want to be.

Talking all the talk that makes me feel strong.
Going all the places - where smiles greet me.
Can't get it through my head,
That I did nothing wrong.
It would be easier if I had myself to blame,
But it's pouring rain under my umbrella.

I tried walking around,
'Round these streets by myself.
Said "Pretty girl don't look down",
But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
And still I can't make him see,
And I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.

Going out with the girls on a Saturday night,
Reaching out to strangers,
So I don't feel deeply moved.
Yeah they're my friends and I like them alright.
But they can't do the things that we used to do,
So I've got to say that I miss you baby.

I tried walking around,
'Round these streets by myself.
Said "Pretty girl don't look down",
But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
And still I can't make him see,
And I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.

It's amazing how one little broken heart,
Can radiate so much pain.
Some guy looked at me and then he turned away.
Saw my eyes sayin' I will never fall again.

But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
Still I can't make him see,
I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.

I tried walking around,
By myself.
Said "Pretty girl don't look down",
But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
Still I can't make him see,
I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.

Where I want to be.
Where I want to be.
'Round these streets by myself.
Said "Pretty girl don't look down",
But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
And still I can't make him see,
I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.

Where I want to be.
No I'm not where I want to be.
Where I want to be.
No I'm not where I want to be.

No I'm not where I want to be.
Oh no I'm not where I want to be.
No I'm not where I want to be.
No I'm not where I want to be.

Oh no I'm not where I want to be.
No no I'm not where I want to be.
I tried walking around,
'Round these streets by myself.
Said "Pretty girl don't look down",
But I could look no place else.
The smiles - the bed - the telephone,
And still I can't make him see,
And I can't call this life my own,
'Cause I'm not where I want to be.