As The Crowd Flies

I don’t know what I say but I know what I mean

When I come out to play I don’t know where I’ve been

And I know what I wanted yesterday

When I shoot at the bird because I know the way

But that way is not as the crowd flies

The right shape but not the right size

Cos I am yours but you are not mine

I know the time not the place

I have to empty my empty space