Mark Knopfler: Where do you think you're going?

Where do you think you're going

Don't you know it's dark outside

Where do you think you're going

Don't you care about my pride

Where do you think you're going

I think you don't know

You got no way of knowing

You got no place to go

I understand your changes

How long before you reach the door

I know where you think you're going

I know what you came here for

And now I'm sick of joking

You know I like you to be free

Where do you think you're going

I think you'd better go with me, girl

You say there is no reason

But you still find cause to doubt me

When you ain't with me girl

You're gonna be without me

And now I'm sick of joking

You know I like you to be free

Where do you think you're going

I think you'd better go with me, girl.


Where do you think you're going. Communiqué. Dire Straits.

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