So wee flying down the freeway,
but we don know where wee headed.
Don ask for directions, no one knows.
Flying to our destination when wee there, will we regret it?
Don ask all these questions, let just go.
Something you just can explain.
Get it all but wee insane.
I see loss disguised as gain.
Yes I want the reason why wee running ound this earth in fear of a connection with ourselves.
My greatest fear in life is all Ie worked for has no worth.
And not to recognize what my real wealth.
Still our wheels are going round.
My feet never touch the ground.
Am I lost or am I found?
Yes I know I reach things.
That will perish in my hands.
Nothing here forever that I know.
But life is moving quickly ad I cannot comprehend.
Yes I stumble but hope that I grow.