I Don't Know Where I Stand

Barbra Streisand · Stoney End [1971]

Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there



Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair



Picked up a pencil and wrote, I love you in my finest hand



Wanted to send it, but I don't know where I stand



Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new



All alone in California and talking to you



I'm feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned



I guess it's too early 'cause I don't know where I stand



Crickets call, courting their ladies in star dappled green



Thicket's tall, until the morning comes up like a dream



How muted and misty so drowsy now, I'll take what sleep I can



I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand



I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand