I've had my confrontations in the past
With the loneliness that seems to last
Some try to hold on to what they have
Not me, I throw away what I can grab
Take my hand
Girl, why don't you follow me
Take my hand
And I'll lead you to nowhere
I've made the decision to walk away
From decisions that otherwise I'd have to make
People don't have much sympathy
For the kind of person that I try to be
Take my hand
Girl, why don't you follow me
Take my hand
And I'll lead you to nowhere
I look down upon the streets I walk
People around me talk and talk and talk
Some say they've been where no one else would go
Who gives a damn when just about anyone can go
Take my hand
Girl, why don't you follow me
Take my hand
And I'll lead you to nowhere