Places - Portair

You’re not the street that you’re born to

You’re not the arms that hold you

You’ve got two feet to ten toes'

But you don’t know what you don’t know

Some go high

Some go low

Keep in mind places you’ll go

Some get high

Some follow

So keep in mind, keep in mind

Ohh the places you’ll go

Ohh the places you’ll go

You’ve got a house on your own street

Old coffee grounds on your new sheets

The bridges you’re walking, the bridges you’ve burned

Loss is your neighbour who feels your concern

Some go high

Some go low

Keep in mind places you’ll go

Some get high

Some follow

So keep in mind, keep in mind

Ohh the places you’ll go

Ohh the places you’ll go

You leave a part of you wherever you may go

You leave a part of you with those that need it most

'cause the world is full of faces that you may never know

And some will leave you words when you need them the most

You’ll leave a part of you, a part of you when you go

Ohh the places you’ll go

Ohh the places you’ll go