Don't you miss when your days were young And would point in the direction of the sky Unconcerned with where you were from And you never even really had to try Here and now you're a bit confused And you aren't really sure which way to go You ask your friends but they might not know And if they don't The chances are the rest won't It gets so hard to find them In the places you assign them You're always moving too slow You're always the last to know But if you're going nowhere At least it's not the last place you'll go Every day like the day before You'll be wishing you were someone else instead Empty floors of departments stores Where they'll bury you before you're even dead Here and now you're always confused And you aren't ever sure where you should go You're asking me but I just don't know And if I don't, everybody else won't It gets so hard to find them Until you're sneaking up behind them You're always movin too slow You're always the last to know But I'm not saying nothin Nothin you don't already know