Stranger
I'm traveling on and on and on and on and on and on..
Can you point me
To the sweet green fields and the ever blue sky
Because I woke this morning in the hurricane's eye

Young traveler
The path you seek is in the heart you deny
Go look there
You might be surprised at the treasure you find
I remember being you're age and completely blind
Your compass is broken and it points to the sky
You're always gonna wake in the hurricane's eye

Stranger
I'm traveling on and on and on and on and on on and on
Because m feet are itchy and I don't wanna die
Stranded one morning in the hurricane's eye