One of these days you'll strike a chord Not that it's up to me One of these days you'll strike a pose One that'll set your sails Sliding from beneath, a memory of how you were useless Whenever there was jealousy, no... How could I ever console? No I couldn't mend at all, at all, at all... (Oooh, oooh – Oooh, oooh, oo-oo-ooh) And one of these days you'll strike a match Lighting a path to take And one of these days you'll strike a pose With someone that comforts you Yet you never were the type to strike fear One day I will try to understand that You belong elsewhere — anywhere but here I drag along, but it never ceases too I'm just trying to find some peace for my mind But it never ceases too, I'm just trying to find some peace I drag along, but it never ceases too I'm just trying to find some peace For my mind, yeah I'm just trying, I'm just trying... (Humming)