Standing On A Road

Standing on that road
Searching the light
Got nowhere to go
Far from the light
Better run, run, run, run
Into the light
Where there`s no place to hide
Nowhere to hide


Rollin' down this hill
Fast as my will
No pressure or tension
keeps the suspension


Moving towards a bridge
Turning the dice
Nothing of real value to you
happens while you're thinking twice
A part of you has tried
Different tasks and different lies
A part of you died inside those lies


Rollin' down this hill
Fast as my will
No pressure or tension
keeps the suspension