I've figured out where I went wrong The script I followed then was awful long Too much plot too little of Me acting right not acting up I've worn the world upon my back Let someone else but me Pick up the slack Just because I could say It's my life, do things my way Now I'm looking up More than I look down The view's a whole lot better Second time around Too much of me Was hidden in the shadows I looked up and felt My feet lift off the ground I color life with a broader stroke The laughter comes as easy as the jokes Nowadays I'm thinking that Time is wasted looking back Chorus You drop a bucket in a well It's dark and deep down there Crank the handle, bring it up The water's crystal clear Chorus (x2) Looking up (x4)