Where Am I Going

Where am I going?
 And what will I find?
 What's in this grab-bag that I call my mind?
 What am I doing alone on the shelf?
 Ain't it a shame,
 No one's to blame, but myself...
 Which way is clear?
 When you've lost your way year after year?
 Do I keep falling in love
 For just the kick of it?
 Staggering through the thin and thick of it,
 Hating each old and tired trick of it.
 Know what I am,
 I'm good and sick of it!
 Where am I going?
 Why do I care?
 Run to the Bronx, or Washington Square,
 No matter where I run I meet myself there,
 Looking inside me, what do I see?
 Anger and hope and doubt,
 What am I all about?
 And where am I going?
 You tell me!
 Where am I going?
 Why do I care?
 Run to the Bronx, or Washington Square,
 No matter where I run I meet myself there,
 Looking inside me, what do I see?
 Anger and hope and doubt
 What am I all about?
 And where am I going?
 You tell me!