Please don't tell me about tommorow
It's much to far away
Got a ticket in my fist
Though the rent may not get paid
Seem this highway a thousand times
But it never looks the same
Things get old, but I get younger
Can't remember my own name
Chorus
All I need is in my pocket
All I see is the road ahead
All I want is different places, different places
And a pair of walking shoes, and a pair of walking shoes
End Chorus
The road is like a river
It drags me in its wake
Let it shoot me down the rapids
And the waves will ease my ache
I got cramps in bits and places
Just a fighting for my brain
Can't remember what you look like
Till I turn away again
Chorus
And if standing still's the answer
The question must be wrong
You can argue if you want to
But I hope it won't take long
Please don't tell me about tommorow
It's much to far away
Got a ticket in my fist
Though the Rent may not get paid
Chorus x3
