I am going where I'm heading and that's all I know for now, but
one day I'm sure to get there,
don't know when and don't know how
the road is forked in many places
I face them every day,
forks for dinner
forks for tea
it seems them forks are just for me.

I am heading where I'm going and the way is straight ahead,never mind about the forks I see, the map is kept here in my head
and I'll get there,
don't know why I didn't try before but now I'll try once more,
I am bearing down with head held high and my back is to the wind which blows,I have no way of knowing where this road I'm on is going,
but I'm going there.