I feel like I?m still around Deep inside me Like rings through an oak tree Yeah, there something ?bout a Sunday when I?m gone That keeps me turning home
around I?m a little more ready now I?m a little bit older, a little more figured out Yeah, this time around I?m a little more ready now I?m a little
young girl, and I swore I could change. Every day that you forgive me, is just another one you'll waste. You came here in search of something true. I
you think if they could only see you now But I swear they?d do it anyhow ?Cause they?ll say anything to play the part But they don?t give a damn about
the....... Karma......... Hoooooooo.......... (x2) (First Verse) Karma Hotel lobby, and I'm lookin' for enlightenment Concierge, where can I go