I shouldn't be hard to find...
i'll be the one with my big mouth moving;
my big words, saying nothing.
i hope you know
it's not my father's fault i'm such a bore,
and so afraid of everything.
i'm keeping inside; living in my mind;
hoping that the telephone don't ring
with, "it's all right... pain is universal, baby"
and worrying about what i'm going to sing.
i'm staying in, and saving up my energy.
i know my day is coming.
and when i find it, i will rewind it
(and play it over again a hundred times).
and when i hear it, i will not fear it
i will say it back again, and say, "i'm fine."
("relief!..." "relief!...")
"i'm fine."