Where Am I Going?

Where am I going? And what will I find?

What's in this grab bag that I call my mind?

What am I doing alone on the shelf?

Ain't it a shame but no one's to blame

But myself

Which way is clear?

When you've lost your way, year after year

Do I keep falling in love for just the kick of it

Staggering through the thin and thick of it

Hating each old and tired trick of it

Know what I am, I'm good and sick of it

Where am I going? Why do I care?

Run through the grounds of Washington Square

No matter where I run, I meet myself there

Looking inside me, what do I see?

Anger and hope and doubt

What am I all about?

Where am I going?

No matter where I run, I meet myself there

Looking inside me, what do I see?

Anger and hope and doubt

What am I all about?

Where am I going?

Where am I going?

Where am I going?

You tell me

You tell me