By Jack Truman
I've roamed around this world from town
to city life;
I've pretty much done everything I've
wanted all my life;
I've got no challenge facing me, no
goals I care to clear;
I want to know right now, where do I go
from here.
Where do I go from here; I really want
to know;
What do you do when you get to a point
When your life is complete, and you
don't really care;
I want to know right now, where do I go
from here.
Yesterday, I was in the house I've
owned for years,
Looking through the memories and pages
that I've turned;
I've lived a life one dreams about;
been on the stage for years;
And now, this roaming rambler wonders
where he goes from here.
Where do I go from here; I really want
to know;
What do you do when you get to a point
When your life is complete, and you
don't really care;
I want to know right now, where do I go
from here.
Today, I've got no plans; nowhere I
need to go,
So I hopped in my car and headed down
the road;
With no planned destination; unsure
about today;
Not knowing where this road went as
miles passed away.
Tomorrow's a new day; a time to start
anew;
Who knows what it might bring; I don't
know what I'll do;
I'll just see where the day takes me as
I'm here,
As I drive down this road, I'll see
where I go from here.
Where do I go from here; I really want
to know;
What do you do when you get to a point
When your life is complete, and you
don't really care;
I want to know right now, where do I go
from here.
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