Every Year

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