Art of Understanding

This is not

The way that I had things planned

It's all wrong-it's backwards from beginning to end

Who, who am I?

To say that I'm alive

I'm backed in, 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 is 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 sun set

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 sun set

I'll go the way the wind blows

I don't know why I don't know

I just...