Direction

Breezy Sunday after noon, I was strolling along the sidewalk

Stripes, down on seventh avenue, a stranger asked me for direction

I said I don't have a clue. I swear I'm just as lost as you.

You belong, spend the whole last year looking for direction

You belong, and we always end up right where we begun

(2x)

An old man is standing by the bistro with a coffee in his hand

And his cigarette is half burnt out and his eyes are sunken in

Recollection of my fathers ghost I knew him well now he's just a silhouette.

You belong, spend the whole last year looking for direction

You belong, and we always end up right where we begun

(2x)

You belong, and we always end up right where we belong

You've got the sun on your face, shinning like a smile

Brighter then the melody of in his song we sing

Never give in, keep pressing on, you got to believe in better days

Premonition of the irony we always seem to crave

And you belong, and you belong

You belong, spend the whole last year looking for direction

You belong, and we always end up right where we begun.

(2x)