Woke up this morning with a funny feeling,
Wasn’t really sure what it was all about.
But it felt like I was disappearing,
So I ran to the mirror to check it out.
I said, «Here I am, here I am, here I am
… but why do I feel like the invisible man?»
I stumbled back into the bedroom,
And stared out at the rising sun,
Then I heard myself shout out the window,
Not really talking to anyone,
I yelled, «Here I am, here I am, here I am
… but why do I feel like the invisible man?»
Lights went on, people started yelling,
«Will the crazy man go back to bed.»
And there I was, laughing out my window,
Feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said.
Well it’s no big thing, no revelation,
No answer to these lives we lead.
But I think I do know one thing:
Sometimes I think we all need to say,
«Here I am, here I am, here I am,»
When life makes us feel like the invisible man?
Lights went on, people started yelling,
«Will the crazy man go back to bed.»
And there I was, laughing out my window,
Feeling much better now, somebody heard what I said.
Woke up this morning with a funny feeling,
Wasn’t really sure what it was all about.
But it felt like I was disappearing,
So I ran to the mirror to check it out.
I said, «Here I am, here I am, here I am
… but why do I feel like the invisible man?
Oh, here I am, here I am, here I am
… but why do I feel like the invisible man?
Here I am, here I am, here I am
… but why do I feel like the invisible man?»