My intentions are good, I use my intuition

It takes me for a ride

But I never understood other people's superstition

It seemed like suicide

And as I play the game of life

I try to make it better each and every day

And when I struggle in the night

The magic of the music seems to light the way

Intuition takes me there

Intuition takes me everywhere



Well my instincts are fine

I had to learn to use them in order to survive

And time after time confirmed an old suspicion

It's good to be alive

And when I'm deep down and out and lose communication

With nothing left to say

It's then I realize it's only a condition

Of seeing things that way

Intuition takes me there

Intuition takes me everywhere