There's a boy on the bridge And he's looking ahead with confusion in his eyes There's a man on the ridge Who is laughing out loud, heavily in disguise There's a girl on the lake Reflecting her thoughts Which she kisses away with sighs
What would you do in this boy's place Move on or compromise? Freedom of choice is a hell of a burden Maybe living for kicks is wise
There's a town far below That is calling him home Where his friends got bored and laid There's a hill up ahead With a mountain behind With a pub that is barren and frayed
What would you do in this boy's place Move on or compromise? Freedom of choice is a hell of a burden Maybe living for kicks is wise
'Cause he wants to be free But is frighten to be alone 'Cause he wants to be free But is frighten to be alone 'Cause he wants to be free But is frighten to be alone