(Spoken: "Speak to me baby!" "Play ball!")

Looking for another hole to stand in
Dig myself a different point of view
Something says I'm not quite understanding
Every word that I see come from you

I may seem somewhat distracted
Not quite the self I'd like to be
I don't think that I'm overreacting
I just want to see what I can see

But I need someone else's shoes
Because my soul's worn right through
Yeah I need someone else's shoes
With feet like mine I find I don't find much to choose

Walking for a kind of resolution
Every barefoot promise rings a bell
Every time I stumble in confusion
I kick myself and wish I's somewhere else

But I need someone else's shoes
Because my soul's worn right through
Yeah I need someone else's shoes
With feet like mine I find I don't find much to choose

Looking for another hole to stand in
Dig myself a different point of view
I think I'm close to understanding
I think I'm getting close to you

Could I need someone else's shoes
Because my soul's worn right through
And I need someone else's shoes
With feet like mine I find I don't find much to choose

Yeah I need someone else's shoes
Because my soul's worn right through
I might need someone else's shoes
With feet like mine I find I don't find much to choose