Well, you hope the road you follow Will lead you to the sea, And you hope the time allows you, To start to livin' free.
When you were a child, baby, you were lost in the wild With no one to save you, no shelter for your style
Got dead aim, got dead aim Well, the world is a drag And my friends can't vote Gonna make me a connection
If you been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here You been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here
By this time tomorrow, who knows where I'll be? Highway lines keep marking time, riding by the sea
Cause living is with us until it is gone; Once it has left us, the believers don't know; But I'm still alive now and I don't worry;
You know I'm headed off for war I got my questionnaire baby You know I'm headed off for war Well, now I'm gonna do some fightin'
Till time had opened up my eyes And there I found, to my surprise, That life without you Was empty as a nest in winter light.
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