And When

Am I a fool to walk along this road I've taken?
Am I just different from the rest, or am I wrong?
And when I say there's something more, am I mistaken?
And if life puts me to the test, will I be strong?

I guess I'm fine: I've got my friends, I've got my choices,
songs in my head and conversations on the phone.
But there are times when I can't hear their soothing voices,
and when it comes to taking sides, I'll stand alone.

So there are other ways to live, and other places
but I have chosen to be true to what I feel.
When all around me I see hate and angry faces,
I still believe that love is all that makes us real.

I guess there's nothing to be gained from our possessions,
when all the things that make us smile we'll never own.
So when it comes to what I'm worth, I've made concessions;
I've got it all but in the end I'll stand alone.