Journey

Cut all the corners, step on the old routine

Oh what a joke these twenty-four years have been

Honey, in my mind I can see your star

I know who you are I've been learning

All right, so now we know which way the wind's gonna blow

Let's get up and go, no returning

Pack up your sorrow, put away your evening star

But don't change your clothes, I like you just the way you are

I know you've been sleeping under a big black cloud

And you never been allowed to be honest