I don't know where I'm going to but are you coming with me
If seeing is believing then we've nothing left to hope for I know you don't see me cos you're looking right through me
I know you're still haunted by things that you're seeing When you're young, got to obey your guns you got to obey your guns cos when you're old it will all be done Look for the color whenever you're dreaming Follow your longing and swallow your feeling When you're young, got to obey your guns you got to obey your guns cos when you're old it will all be done
