Sitting by the old road again, Waiting for a letter for a friend. Thinkin by the all days again, Drifting down the river with no end.
But the life I see, Tells me nothing thrown with me. But the life i see, Tells me nothing thrown with me.
Passing by the game from the go, Standing in the darkness in the sun. Open up the window to your mind, So I can look inside and lend a hand.
But the life I see, Tells me nothing thrown with me. But the life I see, Tells me nothing thrown with me.
Am I the One Eyed King amongst the blind, Can I heal the moons that [?live?] behind. Let me be the savior in your land, For the army of emotions I command