where?

If this is not a place
where tears are understood
Then where should I go to cry?

And if this is not a place
where my spirit can take wings
Then where should I go to fly?

I don't need another place
for tryin' to impress you
With just how good and virtuous I am,

no, no, no.

I don't need another place
for always bein' the top of things
Everybody knows that it's a sham,
It's a sham

I don't need another place
for always wearing smiles
Even when it's not the way I feel.

I don't need another place
to mouth the same old platitudes
Everybody knows that it's not real.

So if this is not a place
where my questions can be asked
Then where shall I go and seek?

And if this is not a place
where my heart's cry can be heard
Where, tell me
where, shall I go to speak?

-Ken Medema-