Considering So many folks, dissatisfied with everything, Who need someone to understand they're lonely, they're lonely And they're not alone.
And everywhere They shrug their shoulders, tell themselves that they don't care. And all the while they make believe they're happy, oh they're happy But not really.
And they're asked to hold the world together, Make it happen, give it children Who in turn are turning on to going nowhere. And all the strength they'd ever need to help them Has been wasted, remains hidden In the confusion of going nowhere.
And who am I To criticize the world that I have grown up in. Most of you would tell me that I'm crazy, yes I'm crazy, I can't help it.
I understand That where you are is where you've been so many years And things that tend to change you, tend to hurt you, yes they hurt you Very deeply.
And still you try to hold the world together, Make it happen, give it children Who in turn are turning on to goin' nowhere. And all the strength they'd ever need to help them Has been wasted, remains hidden In the confusion of going nowhere, Goin' nowhere, Goin', goin', goin' nowhere, Goin' nowhere.