I've circumnavigated the Pacific Ocean At sixteen-thousand feet in the air When I tried to check out my emotions I found part of them weren't there Oh I've seen a lot of stuff Never seems to be enough tell me why can't I be satisfied I'm a victim of the media saturation What you call your sensory overkill I know it's a pitiful situation But I just can't wait for my next thrill Though I've got a lot of stuff It never seems to be enough Tell me why can't I be satisfied All my past life seems faded I doubt if it would ever return I'm feelin' older and jaded The fire is still there but it won't burn Maybe you could light a spark Don't leave me sittin' in the dark Won't you please help me be satisfied