Flys - Take U There
Ain’t got no rhyme of reason
Ain’t got no soul to speak of
I ain’t got no compass
Or no sense of self-direction
But I’ll call you when I get there
I’ll take you there
Ain’t got no easy answers I ain’t got no compass or no
Sense of clear direction
But I’ll call you when I get there
I’ll take you there
I don’t know where I’m going
But I do know where I’ve been
And I’m holding out
Till I find some answers
Then I’ll be calling for you
Calling on you yeah yeah yeah
Ain’t got no natural calling
I ain’t got no healing heart pin
I ain’t got no compass or no
Sense of clear direction
But I’ll call you when I get there
I’ll take you there