We both knew it was time for leaving
My father asked me, "Son, what's your plan?"
He was hoping straight and narrow
While I was thinking distant lands
"There's something pulling me
It's really pulling me
To play flute music
Out in the street"
He says "Son, do you play the flute?"
"No...but neither can I
Turn a deaf ear to this dream"
You know, I'll go anywhere
That the music takes me to
You know, I'll go, anywhere
That the music takes me
I ducked into this downtown nightclub
On my way back home from the lumberyard
By the bar the band was cooking
At the bus stop it was raining hard
The way the bass man could
Slap his right hand
Pulled my backbone
Out on the dance floor
And every time I shook my head
You could see the sawdust fly
You know, I'll go anywhere
That the music takes me to
You know, I'll go, anywhere
That the music takes me
So here I am in early morning
Total darkness, stumbling from my bed
There was no alarm clock ringing
Just this funky riff inside my head
Who knows what pulls me here?
To my writing chair
Without warning
Three in the morning?
But I could never sing this line
If I had a deaf ear for this dream
You know, I'll go anywhere
That the music takes me to
You know, I'll go, anywhere
That the music takes me