Odyssey

I'm sorry if I seem so strange
like everything about me's changed
Liked quicker than the fading dawn
the "good ol' days" have finally gone.
And I'm this stranger you see on the street
And you think to yourself "I gotta meet that person
Or is it that we've already met?"

You see I'm not that person I was before
the one you met in that Blockbuster store
or have known for months or years or more
That me has frankly gone away
Replaced by what you see today.
And even today's isn't really me--
There's still someone out there I'm supposed to be.

If the one you see makes you a bit upset
please understand I'm not there yet.