She's turning on a dime
Too late to see the obstacles
Never again will she seek out the answers in books and song
Deep meditation as leaf-blowing men cross the lawn
She's a menace to society
And she's got to go
On a slow boat, cross a big sea
Find some meaning in all her nothing
Light a candle in a cathedral
Take her ego back to zero
I'm turning on a dime
I know which way the wind will blow
I'm out of questions and I can believe I have self-control
Never again will I leave souvenirs when I go
I'm a menace to society
And I've really got to go
On a slow boat, cross a big sea
Find some meaning in all my nothing
Light a candle for my ego
Bring my tally back to zero
She's turning on a dime
Too late to see the obstacles
