What will the captain think?
Out on this road with the weeds
Blowin from one direction on home,
Wonder what will the captain think?
And where did that girl go now?
Running from nowhere
With a fist full of guilt
Tell me where did that girl go now.
Sometimes it gets hard to know.
Its hard to find normal leaning into the wind.
I don’t want to ask why I feel so alone,
I don’t want to remind you.
No I don’t want to remind you.
Who do they talk about now?
I pretended to resent
when they talked about me,
But I wonder, who do they talk about now?
How far is it to my home?
And where will I meet
The one who is waiting for me,
Tell me how far is it to my home?
Sometimes it gets hard to know.
Its hard to find normal leaning into the wind.
I don’t want to ask why I feel so alone,
I don’t want to remind you.
No I don’t want to remind you.
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