Barbra Streisand Where Am I Going
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?
