Always wonders where to go

Lead nor follow he lays low

And he sings his song

'Cause that the only song he knows

Friends and foes have come and gone

While he remains where he'd begun

And he became withdrawn

Standing still while they moved on

He says, I wish I could live their lives as well

'Cause making up my mind is quite a hell

Is it left or right?

Should I step down or should I fight?

And if I'm wrong

Will I still be happy?

Is it do or die?

With salad or soup on the side?

And if I'm wrong

Will I still be happy?

He was taught to take it slow

And find those things that make him glow

But now he's seen it all

And he's got nothing he can show

He says, I wish I could live their lives as well

'Cause making up my mind is quite a hell

Is it left or right?

Should I step down or should I fight?

And if I'm wrong

Will I still be happy?

Is it do or die?

With salad or soup on the side?

And if I'm wrong

Will I still be happy?