I'm leaving home and I've got no place of my own All at odds with the wind
As a boy I thought my life's ever green always turning around
Keep your ear to the ground thats what my father said
Find what makes you feel good and don't you let it go, keep it honest
I'm cast adrift high at a loss with myself, there must be somebody else?
The more I look, the more I see that there are people drifting like me
Time to roll up my sleeves and get me a flower bed
Sometimes you've just got to believe that taking a chance is good, regardless.