I've never been entirely clear
What is far... what is near?
I've never really understood
Why some things are bad... and others are good
Is it true what they say?

I've always harboured niggling doubts
Which way is in... and which way is out?
And I've never really made up my mind
Whether it's kind to be cruel... or cruel to be kind
Is it true what they say?

Yesterday, everyone was laughing but me

I've never got a handle on why
We're stuck to the ground... and not in the sky
I wish I'd found a way to be sure
What are my dreams... and what are they for?
Is it true what they say?

Yesterday, everyone was laughing but me