Starin' at the walls and walkin' the floor
While the darkness turns to light
I've asked these questions a thousand times
But I just can't answer them right
If a man gets up and goes to work each day
How can he sleep at night?
When he dies they just find somebody else
Is a paycheck worth your life?

Where am I goin'? Why am I here?
What am I doin' wrong?
The wheels keep turnin' in my head
Just where do I belong?
(Whoo!)

Was I supposed to be a doctor or a business man?
Or maybe the president?
Was I meant to play this old guitar?
And barely make my rent...
Is there a reason that I was put on this earth
Or am I just a grain of sand?
Blowin' around with the evening breeze
Does it matter where I land?

Where am I goin'? Why am I here?
What am I doin' wrong?
What makes a man turn his brain inside out?
Just to write a song...
(Yeah!)

When I die, is anybody gonna cry for me?
When they lay me in the ground
Will I get a fancy coffin or an old pine box?
When I'm sleepin' six feet down
Well, I hope that I find what I'm lookin' for
Before my time runs out
Nothing tears at a man at the end of the day
Like failure, regret and doubt

Where am I goin'? Why am I here?
What am I doin' wrong?
I'd rather have a good life that is short in years
Than a bad one that lasts too long
Than a bad one that lasts too long