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?
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 to the Bronx or 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?
You tell me

Where am I going?
Why do I care?
Run to the Bronx or 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?
You tell me