Oh, from day to day, it's so hard for me to say
If the road that I'm on now will lead me right.
Ah, but year to year, it becomes a bit more clear
Seems like I am getting closer to the light.
And when my burden's great, so that I bend under the weight,
And it seems like I'm surrounded by the night.
Oh well, I don't mind traveling along this darkened road,
If I'm trav'ling closer to the light.
Every day I start, with this compass in my heart,
And it helps to keep the road within my sight.
And as I go forth looking for magnetic north,
Seems like I am getting closer to the light.
And when my burden's great, so that I bend under the weight,
And it seems like I'm surrounded by the night.
Oh well, I don't mind traveling along this darkened road,
If I'm trav'ling closer to the light.

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