Direction

whenever I step outside,

somebody claims to see the light.

It seems to me that all of us have lost our patience.

Cause everyone thinks they're right,

and nobody thinks that there just might be more than one road to our final destination.

 

But I'm not ever going to know if I'm right or wrong 'cause we're all going in the same direction. And I'm not sure which way to go because all along we've been going in the same direction.

Done