Tilting At Windmills (Acoustic)

I know you

I know your way

Yes, I hear the things you say

But what you say, what you do, are worlds apart

When you go tilting at windmills

Chasing a dream through green fields

As I lose track of your ideas

I cannot keep up with you

You're so unreal

You're so piecemeal

You always say just what you feel

But what you feel and what occurs are worlds apart

When you go tilting at windmills

Chasing a dream through green fields

As I lose track of your ideals

I cannot keep up with you

There is something in us all that makes somebody want to help

But you're no good to the world, if you're no good to yourself

You're not sure if you even care

You're neither left nor right

You're just up in the air

You are tilting at windmills

Chasing a dream through green fields

As I lose track of your ideals

I cannot keep up with you

Said I cannot keep up with you

I cannot keep up with you