I can't explain my fascination with these thoughts of relocation These four walls are keeping me at bay Not a part of everyone's program Especially in the shape that I'm in... not that I would want to be anyway The world keeps on spinning and I'm just waiting for the beginning I may take a holiday... I need some time to get away I can't handle my situation, so this is my proclamation: Like dust in the wind I am gone from here Maybe I'll go someplace in the sun where I could just be anyone And forget all the bad things that I've done The world keeps on spinning and I‘m just waiting for th beginning I may take a holiday... I need some time to get away You want me to stay, but I'm gonna start walking Gotta listen to the beat of my own drummer I can listen to no other