Later on, we will walk to the door Where am i, where am i gonna go? Canada, we could go, some do Don't know how don't know where don't know why, don't know when, i know i gotta go real soon Run, run, you little fawn in the red woods, You're a harbinger to us, never seen anyone, Not at all, deer die in the winter, Some survive, they get by, Cross the street, get robbed in the winter, Jogging over, high Thinking of going to mexico Down the tollway, to the two-lane, Through the big state, coffee holding, In the morning, barely glowing, Smell the sea air there, on the gulf shore Later on we will walk through the door Where am i, where am i gonna go? Paraguay, we could go, some do Don't know how don't know where don't know why, don't know when, i know i gotta go real soon