On an old blue vinyl chair   I finally came to realize   I have floated for so long   That I don't know who I am   But the soldiers of my heart   Have surely set me straight again   If they feel I've gone too far    They always pull me back   Oooh oooh   Because they love to pull me back      Yeah, but now I should control my inner thoughts and intentions   But now I should have found a meaning and a goal   But I love to like me float in and out of intentions   Even though I know they'd love to judge the way I act   Oooh oooh   Because they love to pull me back   Oooh oooh   Because they love to pull me back   Oooh oooh      Soon I'll change   Soon soon I'll change   Soon oooh       On an old blue vinyl chair   I'm facing ...   And the sounds of others float   And likely fill my ears   The soldiers of my heart surely set me straight again   'Cause I feel I've gone too far    And I want our people back   Oooh oooh   And I want our people back   Oooh oooh   And I want our people back   Oooh oooh