I Don't Know Where To Go

So I Guess I Have To Fly

I'll Have To Dream Of All Good Things Before I Die

So Where To Go

Lord I Guess I'll Have To Fly

I'll Have To Dream Of All Good Things Before I Die



And It's Getting So Much Harder To Be One These Days

So Much Harder To Believe

So Much Harder To Be One These Days

So Much Harder To Believe



And Did They Know That They'd Need A Fence So High

'Cause Giving Up Is A Total Waste Of Time

I Stop To Breathe In Air As I

Watch The Ground Beneath Us Blend Into The Sky

I Don't Know Where To Go