None of us is even asking
For the simplest of answers
And we're dangerously lacking
Powerless out there on the road
Tiny lights illuminating
All the places that we'll never, ever go
Each one sorely punctuated
By a tiny lonely sign in the road
Effortlessly led
In the direction
In the direction
Direction home
I'm effortlessly after
Someone elses' realm
My direction
Direction home
In my direction
Direction home
I couldn't gauge your true reaction
As my insight had been cleverly reduced
I fail to see the real attraction
But I'm trying not to let it wreck my view
If this elicits a reaction
I'm still counting on your voice to guide me through
If I avoid all the distractions
I can relax because I've left my trust in you
I'm leaving it to you
I'm leaving it to you
My direction
Direction home
Someone elses' realm