I don't wanna be the person I've become,

I don't wanna remember the things that I have done.

I don't want everyone to hate me,

When I don't even try.

I just wanna know,

I just wanna know why.

All you gotta do is point me to the sky.

And if you've got nothing to say,

Just gimme a gust of wind,

So that I can fly away.

Let the moon come out another day,

Let the wind blow over,

And send me away.

If I think about my life,

I've got nothing to regret,

I just gotta whole bunch of things,

That I wanna forget.

I guess I got nothing that I wanna say,

So I guess I'll be going,

Another way.

All you gotta do is point me to the sky,

And if you've got nothing to say,

Just gimme a gust of wind,

So that I can fly away.

Let the moon come out another day,

Let the wind blow over,

And send me away.

So if anyone wants to think back,

And remembers me,

Tell yourself I'm gone,

I'm finally free.