Well i've been searching
Like a virgin
Uninspired
By your smoke and lights
And i'm just a man
And you're a fire
That i can't put out
By myself
Going places, going nowhere
Do i feel lucky?
Every year there's a little less here
If commitment calls
And your life just stalls
Will you run like i have for years?
As we mature we get tired
And give up ourselves
Would you give up yourself?
Going places, going nowhere
Do i feel lucky?
Every year there's a little less here