Space Is No Place for a Cat, Concerto for Piano - Shawn and Mac & Justin Robbins

I need help It's so cold outside and I'm going through hell I don't feel alive, sometimes I can't tell 'Cause everyday I try, but I think I need help Maybe if I fight one day I'll be well Want someone by my side, but I'm stuck in my shell Want someone to rely on, but everyone's selfish Helpless, so damn jealous And I just wish I never felt this In this world from sea to shining sea There's a way for me to go be free There's a way for me to go be me I just know that There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me So sick of feeling like I'm alone in this place and So sick of feeling like life is gonna be wasted I just wanna be someone, wanna be greatness, yeah I just wanna be happy, wanna make changes But I don't know Where to start, how do I grow? Maybe there's something inside I could strive for Maybe it's all in my mind that could guide towards Something better in my life I could fight for In this world from sea to shining sea There's a way for me to go be free There's a way for me to go be me I just know that There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me There's a place for me

I got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley Got a hundred and sixty acres of the best Got an old stove there that'll cook three square And a bunk where I can lay me down to rest. Up at dawn to greet the sun I've forgotten what a care or worry means Head for home when day is done With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans. I've got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine Got a hundred and sixty million stars above Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love! Up at dawn to greet the sun I've forgotten what a care or worry means Head for home when day is done With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans. I've got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine Got a hundred and sixty million stars above Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love! Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love!