there's a man who keeps on passing by the same stop signnI've been staring through contently to try and pass the timenand he can't know where he's going or he maybe doesn't carenbut with a firmness takes the steps he takes to lead him therennis it WHERE you go, or HOW...nthat's the most important thing?nshould a panel hand out stars or should we decide what to sing??nnI'm made of more than your directionnyour definition of perfection is different than minenI'm made of more than youn