Released on June 20, 1994

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[Verse 1]

When I was young, America meant to me

Land of the beautiful and land of the free

Now I look around and all I see

Are Americans in poverty


[Chorus]

We're all lost without a trace

We can't keep up

Can't find our place

We're all lost without a clue

And our leaders never know what to do


[Verse 2]

Taking things slow, one step at a time

Making sure we get left behind

Dreams of success, well, they're all gone

This American way of life, I've been robbed


[Chorus]

We're all lost without a trace

We can't keep up

Can't find our place

We're all lost without a clue

And our leaders don't know what to do


[Guitar Solo]


[Outro]

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