There is always a way to go
the lands behind me and the seas before
I am on the road
All the time

For many years I've searched for home
as a wounded bird, as an unwell soul
I've cruised around
day and night

Did I lose myself again
Does this highway lead to hell
I've played thousands, thousands of roles
By the script of someone else
which I've never wrote

If I ever ask for a second life
if I ever could turn back the time
I would be re-born
under restless star

I will turn into the royal ship
somewhere in the open sea
And fall at the end
in to the depth

Did I lose myself again
Does this highway lead to hell
I've played thousands, thousands of roles
You will never change me
'cause it's too late