If you don't look into your mind   And find out what you're runnin' from   Tomorrow might just be another day to run      If you just sit and waste your time   You'll be goin' where you're comin' from, think about that   Tomorrow might be just another day to run      Someone must control your mind, you're the one   Dark confusion's what you find if you run      I don't want to waste your time   But I'm talkin' to you like a son   Tomorrow might be just another day to run      Oh now, walkin' down the road of life, lookin' for direction   Sometime my mind gets so mixed up, I can't tell lust from affection   Gonna stop in to a roadside church, get my mind a rest   And Lord Jesus, help me get my soul together in the process      Oh now, pretty ladies stand in line, waitin' for inspection   Ragged old men drinkin' wine, tryin' to drown rejection   I've been wastin' too much time, I'm gonna lose my mind   Unless Lord Jesus, You help me get my soul together in the process      Oh now, Tony Jr. filled up his arm with dope   And he dreams about a valley   But the poor boy lives in an alley   Filled with papers that's thrown away      Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord   Tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony   Tell me why, he wanna get high enough to die      Well, he's long on dreams and short on hope   Sometimes he goes to rallies, stops by to see Sally   Lord, just to pass the time away      Lord, Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord   Tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony   Tell me why, he wanna get high enough to die