V1. If all the world's a stage,   Then all the lives are plays.   And people choose their fantasies,   But cannot choose their fate.      V2. When the wind starts blowing,   As it shifts to cold outside.   People lave their homes at night,   And rome around in fright...      CHORUS: And they follow   'Cause they don't know where they're going.   And they wallow,   Around in their self-pity thinking:   When will I be, oh.   And when will I see.   When will id o the things I wanna do, yeah.   I've been waiting too long,   And now the answers are gone;   And all that's left is to go...   With the crowd.      V3. If everyone has pain,   Then why's it not portrayed?   And all of those with happiness,   Aren't always what they claim.      V4. Can they see the sunlight now,   As dawn gives birth to day?   People leave their homes locked tight,   And pass up all pure right...      CHORUS      They don't know what's happening 'til someone walks astray...      CHORUS