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   But 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 where it's foul    Or run where it's fair   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      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?   Where am I going?   Where?   Tell me where?