Where the Wild Things Go

Well I guess I did it again, drank too much

I’ve been going out all the time, it’s not enough

Getting caught in my old ways, where do I go?

There’s gotta be more than her leaving, how do I know?

If I don’t get out of here in time

I’ll never find

That fire that burned in me sometime for something

I’m chasing it down and I don’t want to go home

Fear is a friend who’ll be there when you go it alone

Where the wild things go

Now I’m staying in from the bars and lately I

Spend a little more of my time with my guitar

I can see the end of this tunnel I’ve been in

I’m getting myself out of trouble now and then

I’ve still got quite a ways to go

But I’m gonna find

That fire that burned in me sometime for something

I’m chasing it down and I don’t want to go home

Fear is a friend who’ll be there when you go it alone

Where the wild things go

I’m seeing the man I used to know

He’s helping me find

That fire that burns in me sometimes for something

I chased it down and I can finally go home

Fear is a friend who’ll be gone when you finally go

Where the wild things go