I'm walkin' on, I'm walkin' on
All I have is too many questions
All I have is too many questions
With the music like syncopation and explore my own imagination
I'm walkin' on, I'm walkin' on
And why ask why?
All I have is too many questions
How do I know if I am right and why I feel like I do?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in?
I'm walkin' on, I'm walkin' on
But the day that I meet my maker
Separate the truth from the lies
Or the day that I see my undertaker you see
When we only need just a fraction of what we need?
Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try?
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
Why do I doubt sometimes that of which I know for sure?
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me, yeah?
With the music like syncopation and explore my own imagination
But I walk on without hesitation to my unknown own destination
I walk on without hesitation to my unknown own destination
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
And why when I've had enough do I seem to ask for more?
I walk on without hesitation to my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation and explore my own imagination
How do I cling to frame of divine timing?
With the music like syncopation and explore my own imag'
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in?
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation to my unknown own destination
Why do we only take any action when it comes to our satisfaction
All I have is too many questions
And how do I cling to frame of divine timing?
