everybodies got their head up high

everybody should be touching the sky

but you know you never nevercan go down

so you slow down and you walk away



she says good morning to you

and you look away

she asks you just what to do

you don't know what to say

but well what can be done,

and what can be done for you

I'll tell you now,

where will you go

when nothings laid out for you