Driving down a one-way lane,
I've got peace of mind and faith retained, and I know my life is more than just a game,
But then a voice says, "Exit here,"
And before I know it, it's unclear as to where I am, as my heart flows with fear,
Everything I ought to be is retained within my memory, as I drift a little further out to sea,
That inner voice inside my thoughts - it wants everything, so I have not,
And it wants to steal the good that I've been taught.

I'll do what's right, I'll do what's wrong,
So tired of playing the very same song,
My light is off when it should be on,
I'm giving wool, when it should be chiffon.

Finally it all makes sense: it is God above who breaks the fence, and who leads and loves me in his providence,
And when someone says, "Get off here man,"
I'll say, "Travel with me if you can, 'cause I'm going 'til I reach the promised land."

I'll do what's right, I'll do what's wrong,
So tired of playing the very same song,
My light is off, when it should be on,
I'm giving wool, when it should be chiffon.

I'll do what's right, I'll do what's wrong,
So tired of playing the very same song,
My light is off when it should be on,
I'm giving wool, when it should be chiffon,
I'll do what's right, I'll do what's wrong,
So tired of playing the very same song,
My light is off when it should be on,
I'm giving wool, when it should be chiffon, chiffon, chiffon,
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