How Am I To Know You ask me why I wanna be alone – I can't tell you Why I didn't feel at home – I can't tell you Why do I feel the way I feel – I can't tell you Why do I think I know what's real – can't tell you How am I to know a thing about it How am I to make anyting clear If imagination would allow it I would believe, but I've got no idea How come people think I'd know – can't tell you How I chose which way to go I can't tell you How I could do the things I do – I can't tell you How I could know that I am true – I can't tell you How am I... How could you ever say If it's beginning or end of your way Let alone the consequence Sometimes it seems just a mess Sometimes you feel like you're blessed Don't give a damn about any sense How am I...