I don't know what I'm doing,
I don't know where I'm going,
I don't know who I'm being.
I keep getting asked this riddle
for which I have no answer,
An answer with a riddle
I can't decipher.
I'm only trying to be
the vision I'm a seeing
but it seems sometimes
so meaningless to me.
I can only nod and smile
as my words are delivered,
I can only look at the door
and wonder who
it was that stole the mirror.
I know somewhere
a breeze is blowing
but it isn't inside of me
I keep watching my shoes
waiting for one of them to make a move.
I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know who I'm supposed to be.
Where do you look when you are so lost
and can you tell me
what will be the cost
to find one's heart's desire,
I don't have the answer.
I don't know the road ahead,
a rearview mirror floats in my head.
The darkness is on either side
I know I have these flashlights
hidden somewhere inside.
Listen closely
you can hear your name
calling you,
But this time instead
down the road
I will go.
I don't know what I'm seeing
I don't know what I'm feeling
I can't find the road to being
I only know what I've been told
I only know what I believe
my mind has been known to deceive,
I don't know who I'm trying to be,
I guess I'll find it as I go,
Moving on down the line,
One more time.
You can come along with me
but only if you want to be.