Letra de Going Somewhere

Clock strikes eight up on a Monday Got to bed at half past five Can't remember Saturday or Sunday But life is grand And doesn't it feel good to be alive when you're Going somewhere Going somewhere Paying for food through bricks and mortar Biding my time trying to have some fun Half past ten I drink a little water Time stands still I've seen my future slip through my hands Watched the wind whip through desert sands Then I remember I'm no ordinary man and I'm Going somewhere Going somewhere It's been years since I was a builder Working with my head and hands Dreams of crystal glass and silver Go flashing past So tantalizing the things that I've seen I know you know exactly what I mean Can never look back to where you've been when you're Going somewhere Going somewhere Clock strikes eight up on a Monday Got to bed at half past five Can't remember Saturday or Sunday But life is grand Doesn't it feel good to be alive To laugh until the tears roll from your eyes I'll drink to your health from five miles high and I'm Going somewhere Going somewhere