Too Many Questions

My coffee is cold, and yesterday is stuck with me
And I can't wake up from my sleep
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker but the day that I meet my maker or
The day that I see my undertaker, ya see...

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi...nation

How do I know if I am right and why I feel like I do?
Separate virtues from the lies
Why do we only take any action when it comes to our own satisfaction
When we only need just a fraction of what we need?

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi...nation

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in
And how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?
And why when I've had enough, do I seem to ask for more?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in
How do I cling to the frame of divine timing?
Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try - and why ask why? Oh

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me yeah?
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi...nation

All I have is too many questions
(too many questions)
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
(come and tell me, ohh)
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination (I'm walking on)
With the music like syncopation (ohhh)
And explore my own imagi...nation

I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on