Who knows where the road is leading You can be sure, I'll be there If you're lost or lonely Hurt or needing Call me... I'll be there Who knows where this love will take us Raise high the sails, let the four winds blow Don't have a plan or a destination No guarantee when we're there we'll know People spend their lives in the same location Taking the wrong turns is what they fear If you're afraid we may hit typhoons I'll be the one to kiss away your blues I'll be your friendly, neighborhood love take-away Phone in your order there's nothing to pay One taste you'll be coming back for more Won't leave you hungry... that's for sure Nobody said that it would be easy There'll be obstacles on the way San Francisco or Mexico, New Orleans or Chicago