I find my way as some of you may do,
I bounce off walls to turn.
I don't believe that ice is fire
until my hand gets burned.
I've driven desert highways too
and I️ left my girl at home.
In searching for my solitude
I finally found my home.There's simply no way to steer the man I am
except by trial and pain.
Show me the door if I've acted poorly
and I'll show you the man I am.
I've always been the leaving kind,
staying hits me wrong.
Pots and pans and guitars too,
whenever they get thrown.
I've been a worried man and I
blame no one but myself
for finding and staying in a situation
that's harmful to my health.
There's simply no way to steer the man I am
except by trial and pain.
Show me the door if I've acted poorly
and I'll show you the man I am.