I went down to Leo's Lounge To look at the faces, listen to the sounds Bartender Bernie, look my way he say, "Tell me son, how do you feel today?" And I say: Chorus: "Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless. Aimless, aimless, I am feeling slightly aimless." Sad Susan sips her wine The boys all say she's easy but she say she's just kind She sits beside me, rests her hand upon my thigh She notice that I'm quiet and so she asks me why And I say: Chorus The future is a word don't hold much meaning for me. Don't ask me where I'm going, I don't know I got something inside me, I gotta find a way to set it free Where I'm going now, that depends mostly on Which way the wind blows Which way the wind blows The wind blows Walking home along Frankstown Road Thinking 'bout a woman, she's a girl I used to know Car pulls beside me, old man driving He asks me if I might be needing a ride I say "No thank you." Chorus