Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
I don't know where the wind will blow
I must go where my road takes me
I won't pretend to know my way
I'm not afraid to use my knees
Forests and trees
Cities and streets
Between 57th or grove street
The desert sun or the mountain peaks
I know there's a place for me
I know there's a place for me
I don't want to upset no one
I don't want to be far away
I'm looking for a place to call my own
And I'm searching for a town to make my home
Forests and trees
Cities and streets
Between 57th or grove street
The desert sun or the mountain peaks
I know there's a place for me
Oh, I know there's a place for me
Oooh
Although the apple don't fall far from the tree
Although the apple don't fall far from the tree
The bird has got to fly
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
I know
Oooh
I know
Oooh
I know
Oooh
I know