For some reason, every time it’s gotten quiet in the last week, this is the song that plays in my mind.
Where are you going
With your long face pulling down, don’t hide away
Like an ocean that you can’t see but you can smell
And the sound of the waves crash down
I am no superman
I have no reasons for you
And I am no hero, oh, that’s for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I want to be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Are you looking for answers to questions under the stars?
If along the way
You are grownweary you can rest with me until
A brighter day and you’re OK
I am no superman
I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh that’s for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go is where I want to be
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
I am no superman, I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh, that’s for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I want to be.
Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Where are you going?
Where?
Let’s go.
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