Sometimes, So Much

There's so much more to see
There's so much more to do
And here at my desk sits me
Doing a job that everyone wants to do

I see nothing I want to see
There's nothing here I want to do
I want to get out, feel free
And do something that I want to do

And then the thought dawns on me
I think - do I know what I want to do?
Do I really know who I want to be?
That's a plain and simple NO, you see?