today the things familiar to me are gone
and i'm here in some strange place
with nothing to say
and all of my life
i've had someplace to go
some purpose to serve
and something to say

if i sing at the top of my lungs
it won't say a thing if i haven't loved
the things i realize here
the plans that i make they fail miserably
i feel alone and i feel empty
but i feel alive with something to say
if i sing at the top of my lungs
it won't say a thing

i found it again
so i'll sing it loud
the plan was all that i knew
and all i could say
i feel alive and i feel alone
to sing at the top of my lungs