Young International (The)

Shadowboxing
Shadowboxing while I lie in bedShallow box of thoughts locked in my headAnd try as I might, I'm losing the fight'Cause I am always striking at the windShooting at a target I can't hitAnd I've spent my precious time on itJust searching to find I must be losing my mindEverybody wants what they don't haveGetting to the point and taking lapsAround and circling backYou start where you were lastAnd everybody's striking at the windShooting at a target I can't hitAnd I've spent my precious time on itJust searching to find I must be losing my mindOh well we'll just get over itI do it time and time againOh are we walking on a wireOr am I?Maybe I'm just striking at the windShooting at a target I can't hitAnd I've spent my precious time on itSearching just to find I must be losing my mind From Letras Mania