Art of Understanding

This is not

The way that I had things planned

It's all wrong

It's backwards from beginning to end, yeah

Who, who am I

To say that I'm alive?

I'm packed and closed in, locked and loaded

And I've got nowhere to hide

And I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I just don't know

Back pocket story book

Take a look

What do we have here?

What do we have?

It's a last chance romance

Baby, I don't know this dance anymore

I need a place to go

And a space to grow

And a dream that stays when the rooster crows

Where it's hot when it snows

And the sky's in the road

Where everything I know

Is everything I don't

And I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I just don't know

I'll let the western sunset

I'll go the way the wind blows

I don't know why, I don't know

I just don't know

And I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I just don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I don't know why, I don't know

I just don't know

I'll let the western sunset

I'll go the way the wind blows

I don't know why, I don't know