And I don't wanna face where I'm going
'Cause I know my heart can't stand to face the truth.
And I can't explain what I'm becoming,
But I bet it's nothing the world will think is new.
So I travel on with my belongings,
A guitar case, a few good memories.
And I'm not quite sure where I'm going,
But I'm damn sure not knowing is fine by me.
And it's fine by me, it's fine by me.
And I've been keeping pace, steady going,
Down this road, but I can't remember its name.
They say, "Change my ways," but I've been growing,
And growing the only way for change.
So I travel on with my belongings,
A guitar case, a few good memories.
And I'm not quite sure where I'm going,
But I'm damn sure not knowing is fine by me.
Well, it's fine by me, it's fine by me.
And I've been on the road,
Not knowing where to go.
Someone said I lost my soul,
And someone said that I don't know.
Well, that's fine by me, it's fine by me.
It's fine by me, it's fine by me.