Something better,something different.

I know you know me by name you can even spell it you even know when i was born. And you think you know all about me? I am that wind that blows past I am the bait that entices you The only difference is, i don't mean bad because i wasn't taught in vice. Yeah its foreign to me I've lived as i would have liked it I've sung my song I've been through life, but i am not yet through. I want some more yes ,some more From this well thats' life. At every rise of the sun, i rise, Expectant! That things will be better, that they will be different, so that though you know my name, i may show you something better, something different about me.