You should be counting your blessings   From the sky your eagle eyes found a great blind faith   I could be kicking the bucket   But, you should know, I never had very good aim      The right of way is a wild goose chase      It makes you wonder   If shooting for stars is like darts in the dark   It makes you wonder   If the beaten path is the promised land      If I worship the ground that he walks on   And it winds up that he has two left feet   Will he be walking on water?   Cause, you should know, we never liked to get our feet wet      The right of way is a wild goose chase      It makes you wonder   If shooting for stars is like darts in the dark   It makes you wonder   If the beaten path is the promised...      I got dizzy   I got lost      It makes you wonder   If shooting for stars is like darts in the dark   It makes you wonder   If the beaten path is the promised land      It makes you wonder   And I'm just a stick in the mud