Walking — Bosson

I pass some kids down at the playground I see two lovebirds holding hands And there's an old man that I meet earch day He's drinking the finest brand

I am walking In the middle of the street of life I am searching for A little sign that's telling me left or right My head's turning Although my feet are going straight ahead I keep missing If the traffiicsigns are green or red

And I'm just walking Between the things I should and shouldn't do And it's confusing me I find it hard to make a choice or two Bur it's my way It doesn't matter where I should belong I trust my heart The only way I know I can't go wrong

I see a family on vacation I spot the hottest chic in town I see a rich man showing empathy To a homeless on the ground

My old friends ain't getting younger I watch their children growing too And if they ask me when I grow up The answer is "I don't know..."

I am walking.... In the middle of the street of life I am searching for A little sign that's telling me left or right My head's turning Although my feet are going straight ahead I keep missing If the traffiicsigns are green or red

Oh...Oh...

I am walking..... Between the things I should and shouldn't do And it's confusing me I find it hard to make a choice or two Bur it's my way It doesn't matter where I should belong I trust my heart The only way I know I can't go wrong