1. Where am I going? How do I get there? What should I bring along? Are people kind there? Is peace of mind there? Will I finally belong? 2. Some poets say that There'll come a day that I'll find a place for me Why aren't I there yet? Why can't I share yet? Why can't my heart be free? R: Cause you know ships sail their courses And heroes ride horses They know where they belong But I travel in circles Quickly to nowhere Singing my unfinished song R: Cause you know... Unfinished Song, unfinished song