How do I know where to put my next?
How do I know where it should go?
After 26 years, I still think you just guess.
I do what I do as I’m told.
CHORUS
Just looking for sweet things
on the side of the road.
We don’t want to miss nothing.
That’s why we’re going so damn slow.
How do I know where to lay my head now.
Where can I stay that’s out of the way?
Close to my own, a far cry from knowhow.
I got something to do. Nothing to say.
CH
How do I know what my hands are kneading?
How do I know what they should hold.
A fist hides the future. A palm is misleading.
I’m down on my knees, panning for gold…
CH