"Where are you going?" for the 250th time. "I’m waiting for a sign" "Well it looks like another line" And I’m walking backwards to the place where I come from But that ain’t enough, no you want me to run.
I used to feel like California with baby’s eyes so blue Now I feel like Carolina: I split myself in two And I’m walking backwards from Chicago through Washington But that ain’t enough no you want me to run.
"Better watch your soul it’ll leave you like a hundred bucks." My friends said “Stick to your guns” but instead I just got stuck And I’m walking backwards looking forward to getting done But that ain’t enough no you want me to run