Well i've been searching Like a virgin Uninspired By your smoke and lights And i'm just a man And you're a fire That i can't put out By myself Going places, going nowhere Do i feel lucky? Every year there's a little less here If commitment calls And your life just stalls Will you run like i have for years? As we mature we get tired And give up ourselves Would you give up yourself? Going places, going nowhere Do i feel lucky? Every year there's a little less here