Sometimes, I go out walkin'
But most-the-time
I don't know what I'm doing
Some nights, I go out drinkin'
But most-the-time
I don't know what I'm thinkin'

This morning I went out truckin'
I could feel the wind in my eyes
And I just kept on thinking
What'll be my next surprise?
Will I see all my loved ones?
Will I see all my friends?
Will I see all my old lovers
Crying from a fence?

There's gotta be more than nothing
There's gotta be something
Just what, what, what's gonna happen?
When we finally reach our end
Just what, what, what's gonna happen?
When they turn around and come
Come get us again

Come get us again I don't know just what I'm doing
And neither, neither do you
But everything's alright, kid
I'll leave it up to you

I'll leave it up to you