Art of Understanding

This is not The way that I had things planned It's all wrong-it's backwards from beginning to end Who, who am I? To say that I'm alive I'm backed in, closed in, locked and loaded And I've got nowhere to hide. And I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I just don't know Back pocket story book, take a look What do we have here, what do we have It's a last chance romance, baby I don't know this dance Anymore I need a place to go and a space to grow And a dream that stays when the rooster crows Where it's hot when it snows and the sky is in the road Where everything I know is everything I don't And I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I just don't know I'll let the western sun set I'll go the way the wind blows I don't know why I don't know I just don't know And I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I just don't know I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I don't know why I don't know I just don't know I'll let the western sun set I'll go the way the wind blows I don't know why I don't know I just...