I went down to Leo's Lounge   To look at the faces, listen to the sounds   Bartender Bernie, look my way he say,   "Tell me son, how do you feel today?"   And I say:      Chorus:   "Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless.   Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless."      Sad Susan sips her wine   The boys all say she's easy but she say she's just kind   She sits beside me, rests her hand upon my thigh   She notice that I'm quiet and so she asks me why   And I say:      Chorus      The future is a word don't hold much meaning for me.   Don't ask me where I'm going, I don't know   I got something inside me, I gotta find a way to set it free   Where I'm going now, that depends mostly on   Which way the wind blows   Which way the wind blows   The wind blows      Walking home along Frankstown Road   Thinking 'bout a woman, she's a girl I used to know   Car pulls beside me, old man driving   He asks me if I might be needing a ride   I say "No thank you."      Chorus