Tekstovi: April Sixth. In Memory. Foster.

To all the rest who have a mother and father,
Who have given them a home and a name.
Would check before you walk away like you dont need them,
Cuz some of us would kill just to have them for a day.

Well mom and dad i only wish that you could see me.
Following in the footsteps of the man who started it all.

Chorus:
Cuz I'm fine (fine).
Livin' on the bed sheets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Home just hasn't yet arrived.

Cuz I'm fine (fine).
Livin' in the back streets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Home just hasn't yet arrived,
For me.

So theres this boy who has all the answers,
But i say that I dont need them
Cuz I can find my happiness
Close to my heart

And along the way in a different world
Of a diffent time of a different man
You would come into the better years
The best years of your life.

Cuz I'm fine (fine).
Livin' on the bed sheets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Home just hasn't yet arrived.

Cuz I'm fine (fine).
Livin' in the back streets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Home just hasn't yet arrived,
For me.

Well,
We might lead in a different world of a different time (different time)
But all that matters is that I'm alive.
Yeah I'm alive.

So I'm fine, so fine.
Said I'm fine, so fine, yeah I'm fine.

Said I'm fine (fine).
Livin' on the bed sheets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Home just hasn't yet arrived.

Livin' in the back streets,
Holding on to all that's mine.
Just living on the bed sheets,
Come and find yourself a piece of mind.
I dont understand the things that you do,
To me.

To all the rest you have a mother and father