Oh, 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 bittersweet way to my debut as a man I defied The Lord and ford in that eucalyptus stand I was in deep, and 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-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa Look at me, I'll look at you It's a hazy way to the time I finally saw And it all came crashin' in on me, my God, my land, my 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 whats and ifs, my profits and my costs It's not the bridges burned that bother me, but the ones that are 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 All remnants of a childhood dream, a nightmare or two Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa Look at me, I'll look at you Whoa, look at me (Well, look at me), I'll look at you...