I might seem to wander when you see me from behind

I move too quickly to look steady in your eyes

I seem to be like tumbleweed no connection to the ground

Well believe me now to me there ain’t no such thing

It seems i do exactly what you don’t want me to

Like clowns on the loose i guess we fight wind-mills

 

To you i’m out of sync or somewhere in between

Seems you think i walk on wind Well ... i can flick away the scene

To you it might look like i’m a fool acting very crazy

oh believe me now to me there ain’t no such thing

Oh i walk outta line?  Well what line you had in mind?

You say I’ve build my foundation on quicksand

 

I’m not some kind of Don Quixote

I’m not a wicked serpent as an ambush on your path

I just follow my rainbow that’s my guide yeahyeah!

There’s a song on my mind and it’s mine

And it’s alright! Yeah!

 

You say i’m too intense too much passion as it seems

I guess Too much power in the air that i breath

And i seem to blame you for all the highlights you’re embracing

Well believe me now to me there ain’t no such thing

Oh i hum my own song now it’s stuck in your head

I hum all day long don’t you think i’ll ever quit

 

I’m not some kind of Don Quixote ....

 

I’m not some kind of Don Quixote  ....

I’m not some kind of Don Quixote  ....