What Will I Be?

I look down the road
That long, long road
And what is it that I'm seeing
There are places up ahead
They look kinda strange and new
And lotsa people there are fleeing
Where are they going
What are they saying
Should I get down on my knees
And start praying

I can wander for a million years
I can cry myself a million tears
I can tear myself all apart
And I grow myself a brand new heart
But when will I know
When will I see
When will I get there
And what will I be
What will I be

I look down the road
That twisty old road
And what is it up on the skyline
Bunch of people laughing
Bunch of them crying
Some of them singing Clementine
What are they doing
And should I make likewise
They got their pig on stick
Like in Lord of the Flies

I look down the road
That lonesome old road
And I fear it's about to come to an end
My car is out of gas
And frankly so am I
No matter what I do I can't pretend
Better make the best
Of what I got
It's nothing to you, yeah
But to me it's a lot