Strangers On A Bench & Rae Morris - What About Me? Lyrics

Strangers On A Bench & Rae Morris Lyrics

"What About Me?"

I don't do drugs
I don't do people who drive cars
Ride my bike into tomorrow
Feel the silence in my heart

I don't do drugs
I spent my Mondays in the park
Cos I spend Tuesday through to Sunday
Helping others make a start

What about me. Sometimes
What about me
What about who I want and who I want to be

What about me, sometimes
What about me at seventeen
What about all the things that I don't get to see
It's how it's meant to be

I don't do drugs
I don't do people who drive cars
Ride my bike into tomorrow
Feel the silence in my heart

I don't do drugs
I spent my Mondays in the park
Cos I spend Tuesday through to Sunday
Helping others make a start

What about me. Sometimes
What about me
What about who I want and who I want to be

What about me, sometimes
What about me at seventeen
What about all the things that I don't get to see
It's how it's meant to be

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"What About Me?" lyrics

Strangers On A Bench & Rae Morris Lyrics