When you roll down your window
  And ask for directions
  Can you count on the answers
  That you would receive
  If you've ever been taken
  By that passed along pay back
  Why ask in the first place you might not believe
  But I won't be confined to road maps
  Or let assholes decide
  And I'd rather be lost
  Then afraid to take a ride
    And if it's a sing
  No place on earth will I ever fit in
  And I don't mind
  Someday I pray I just may
  As I make my way
    Well I might have been helpful
  Or a mischievous bastard
  But when I'm thinking about it
  I do what I can
  In the infinite halfway
  Where everyone always meets me
  And by the laws of pure error
  Do we exchange and understand
  I'm yelling as loudly
  As my lungs will allow
  I wish I could whisper
  Can you hear me now
    And if it's a sing
  No place on earth will I ever fit in
  And I don't mind
  Someday I pray I just may
  As I make my way
    Could be no one has the meaning
  Of what anybody says
  But so we don't feel so lonely
  We decide that we do
  Well now we might be speaking English
  But what does that mean
  And can you honestly tell me
  What color is blue
  Well you could try an explanation
  Or try to wonder why
  But if I'm lost in your driveway
  All I really can do is try
    And if it's a sing
  No place on earth will I ever fit in
  And I don't mind
  I've looked and searched her over countless times
  And I'll do it again
  Someday I may finally want to stay
  Someday I pray I just may
  As I make my way
  As I make my way
  As I make my way...