It`s been a rough week, Halfway dead, halfway deadline But now with my tribe I watch the railroad tracks runnin` behind.
Way down to river, Guess I`m sold, but no master in sight yet High on the rocks I`m slowly melting the ice.
Where on the road does the road itself end and the adventure starts? Where does the road start leading only homebound?
On the way down to sea I tossed a coin in water But approaching storm Blew it back to me
Guess won`t come till the Kingdome Come My return to this land But for the mist it would be so clear From where I stand
Where on the road does the road itself end and the adventure starts? Where does the road start leading only homebound?
And all that I`ll ever have has come from my mold. Adventure ain`t itchy feet - it`s itchy soul.
(She said) And all that you`ll ever have is what I give to you (She said) And all that you`ll ever have is what I give to you (He said) And all that you`ll ever have is what I give to you (He said) And all that you`ll ever have is what I give to you