Who is this phantom inside this skin'
The kindred stranger in this mannequin,
Do I live today'
I can't say.

What's my line'
What's my number'
Is there a grand design or just a blunder'
There's a cloud that I'm under,
And that's why I'm trying to find what's my line.

A thousands hallways with a thousand doors,
And someone calls me through the rising roar,
I just can't let go,
I've got to know.

What's my line'
What's my number'
Is there a grand design or just a blunder'
There's a cloud that I'm under,
And that's why I'm trying to find what's my line,
What's my line'
What's my line'

Do I live today'
I can't say.

What's my line'
What's my number'
Is there a grand design or just a blunder'
There's a cloud that I'm under and it's with me all the time,
What's my line'
What's my number'
Is there a grand design or just a blunder'
There is a cloud that I'm under,
And that's why I'm trying to find what's my line,
What's my line'
What's my line'
What's my line'