Got No Plans

Taking what you like
That selfish love will only make you cry
You say it's in the blood
As you lose your mind and curse the stars above

Hide it all you like
The ghost of her won't let you pass on by
You're not the losing kind
So don't hold your head in hands and wonder why

Searching low
Looking high
High and low
Time goes by
Shifting sands
Got no plans
Kicking cans
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I
Here am I