Lyrics: Simply Red. Picture Book. No Direction.

Singing hymns on roads and pavements
Hungry Jims, no one saves them
Walkin' north, talkin' south
With firm intention
I don't know what I'm talkin' about
It's a firm intention

To enter a place like an alien
To leave a place like an alien
What's this calling? What's this calling?
Firm intention
Better feel it, better believe it
Firm intension

In this dreary life, with no direction
What this cause says about my life?
And no direction, no direction, no direction

Watch that feeling, watch that feeling
Or I'll grab it, or I'll grab it
Watch that feeling, watch that feeling
Or I'll grab it, or I'll grab it

In this dreary life, with no direction
What this cause says about my life?
And no direction, no direction, no direction