I'm leaving the city I'm skipping this town If i've put down my roots They can never be torn from the ground Well in these certain times It's good to know there is something that is mine Cause i don't Have a place To call my own And i don't See a way To find one I made so Many plans That i fall behind But i guess It's a sign Of these certain times (Where will you go?) I haven't decided (Where will you stay if you're not staying here?) To say that fortune favors the brave (You've got nothing to fear) But in these certain times Well it's good to know there is something that is mine Cause i don't Have a place To call my own And i don't See a way To find one I made so Many plans That i fall behind But i guess It's a sign Of these certain times