2I'd ask you for directions,
But I don't think you know the way…
I'm trying so hard,
To get there day by day.
I'd ask you for a helping hand,
But I can see you're too busy…
I'll stop and sit for a while,
Walking in circles makes me dizzy.
I'd ask you for a compass,
But it's something you don't own…
The futures probably down this road,
I can get there all alone.
I'd ask you for a map,
But yours is torn apart…
I'll have to use my eyes to see,
Ignore this weary heart.
I'd ask you for a lift,
But you've driven away your car…
I'm going to rely on myself,
Don't need a guiding star.