Tác giả : Barbra Streisand
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Where am i going?
And what will i find?
What's in this grab bag
That i cal i my mind?
What am i doing
Alone on the shelf?
Ain't it a shame,
But no one's to blame but myself.
Which way is clear
When you've lost your way
Year after year?
Do i keep falling in love for just a kick of it?
Staggering through the thin and thick of it,
Hating each old, tired trick of it,
Know what i am,
I'm good and sick of it!
Where em i going?
Why do i care?
Run where it's foul,
Run where it's fair,
No matter where i run i meet myself there.
Looking inside me, what do i see?
Anger and hope and doubt,
What em i all about?
And where am i going?
Tell me why do i care?
No matter where i run i meet myself there
Looking inside me, what do i see?
Anger and hope and doubt
What am i al i about?
And where am i going?
Where am i going?