These roads may take me away
And the distance it leads me astray
It does no good just to complain
I don't need a map, I'll find my own way
North winters might be cold
South's heat is uncontrolled
The east cites, for me, are too bold
The west hills have no more gold
But I'd still follow my compass to you
I'd still follow my compass to you
Still follow my compass to you
Country may be open and wide
But at least I know I've got my own guide
That'll always be here right by my side
My heart's a pilot, it's true and tried
North winters might be cold
South's heat is uncontrolled
The east cites, for me, are too bold
The west hills have no more gold
But I'd still follow my compass to you
I'd still follow my compass to you
Still follow my compass to you
And if I get misdirected
I'll always stand corrected
Being lost here won't trump us
Follow my heart, lead it to my compass
I'd still follow my compass to you
I'd still follow my compass to you
Still follow my compass to you
If on my journey I get lost
Even if the time turns due to frost
I'll use my tools to their exhaust
I'll find you babe, whatever the cost
North winters might be cold
South's heat is uncontrolled
The east cites, for me, are too bold
The west hills have no more gold
But I'd still follow my compass to you
I'd still follow my compass to you
Still follow my compass to you
I'd still follow my compass back to you