I don't know where I'm going to but are you coming with me
If seeing is believing then we've nothing left to hope for

I know you don't see me cos you're looking right through me
I know you're still haunted by things that you're seeing

When you're young, got to obey your guns
you got to obey your guns cos when you're old it will all be done

Look for the color whenever you're dreaming

Follow your longing and swallow your feeling

When you're young, got to obey your guns
you got to obey your guns cos when you're old it will all be done