It’s a hard way down to the time I raised my hand And I swore I’d gladly die for my God and Uncle Sam There was so much I didn’t know And what I knew I didn’t understand
Look at me, look at me Where have I gone? Where have I gone?
It’s a bitter-sweet way to my debut as a man I defied the Lord and ford in the eucalyptus stand I wasn’t even sure I loved her We were friends in the high school band
And look at me, look at me Where have I gone? Where have I gone?
Look at me in the mirror of the way I look at you In the mirror of my words you’ll find My fantasies are true Remnants of a childhood dream, a nightmare or two
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Look at me, I’ll look at you
It’s a hazy way to the time I finally saw And it all came crashing in on me: My God, my land, the law And now I wonder as I look around If I’ll make it through at all
Look at me, look at me Where have I gone? Where have I gone?
And now I lie awake and sometimes I find I’m lost As I rummage through my "what"s and "if"s, My profits, and my costs It’s not the bridges burned that bother me, But the ones that I never crossed
Look at me, look at me Where have I gone? Where have I gone?
Look at me in the mirror of the way I look at you Whoa, in the mirror of my words you’ll find My fantasies are true Remnants of a childhood dream, a nightmare or two Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Look at me, I’ll look at you
Whoa, look at me (Well, look at me) I’ll look at you
Oh, look at me (Why, look at you) I’ll look at you