Lost in the backstreets of my mind Looking for those familiar roads But the seasons change up there The trees fall and flowers grow And it makes me feel like I just don't know I don't recognize these highways now Old signs unfamiliar to me Trying to uncover those lessons learned like where is home And it makes me feel like I just don't know I think slow And don't know which way the wind is blowing And I don't know which way I'll be going So I raise up my hand and I try to make a plan But I don't understand Watching my thoughts flutter away Like butterflies when the fall turns to grey But I cannot make them stay, they migrate They leave me cold And it makes me feel like I just don't know Look in the mirror and avoid my gaze Cause a stranger's face is studying me I can't recollect his dreams I trace him back about twelve years or so And it just makes me feel like I just don't know I think slow Well, I don't know which way the wind is blowing And I don't know which way I'll be going So I raise up my hand and I try to make a plan But I don't understand what it takes to be a man To be a man To be a man To be a man To be a man To be a man To be a man To be a Man So I raise up my hand and I try to make a plan But I don't understand what it takes to be a man To be a man To be a man To be a man