Crocker’s Favorite Song

Everybody's got their hands up high
Everybody should be touching the sky
But you know you never never can go down
So you slow down
And you walk away
She says good morning to you
And you look away
She asks you just what to do
You don't know what to say
But what can be done
And what can be done for you
I'll tell you now
Where will you go
When nothing's laid out for you