every day I go out walking

every day I go out walking

exactly like I'm supposed to do

one step after another

with holes in both my shoes

but I never see

what's in front of me

for me it's just a chore

but once in a while I think

there must be something more

I never see the sunshine

or the flowers or the trees

my mind is lost complaining

or living in fantasy

I never feel the weather

even though it's crystal clear

all I want to do is be

some place other than here

I feel every footstep

I try to do my best

although all I really need

is an afternoon of rest

maybe I should pretend

I'm in the great unknown

but I never feel better

until I'm safely home

but still I keep on walking

like a dog without a leash

though I'd rather be out lying

on a big towel on the beach

but walking is good for me

and for my body, too

take it from one who knows

that walking's good for you