(Jorma Kaukonen)
I used to think, wherever I wandered,
Nothing would ever, ever come to woe;
But that`s all gone now and I don`t worry;
What`s the future for me and my friends;
Well, I just don`t know.
Cause living is with us until it is gone;
Once it has left us, the believers don`t know;
But I`m still alive now and I don`t worry;
When I go down, don`t let me go slow!
If love was a word that no one could follow;
It was a message that was written in air;
I`d rather be lost now, than following nothing;
Than feeling and thinking, unable to care.
Copyright 1971, A Fishobaby Production