WHITE ON BLACK INK Lyrics

One, two, three, one, two, three

I stare at my campfire

It's burning so strong

I'm all by myself but not feeling alone

I have just two questions

I stare at the moon

And I ask of you

Where should I be

What am I good for

Where should I be

What am I good for

Where should I be

What am I good for

I stand in the water, my feet in the sand

A stick from my campfire is tight in my hand

The moon on the water is white on black

And I've time to think

Where should I be

What am I good for

Where should I be

What am I good for

Getting along with me is easier said than done

Getting along with me is easier said than done

Where should I be

What am I good for

Where should I be

What am I good for

Where should I be

What am I good for

What am I good for

What am I good for

What am I good for