Who am I? I don’t remember. Time keeps passing by.
I find myself in mid winter, a haze covers my eyes.
I walk down this road now, no one is here to feel my pain.
But, I know I have to keep moving on and I will see the sun again. I will see the sun again.
Carry on. Carry on. Put one foot in front of the other.
Carry on. Carry on. What else have I to do? What else have I to do?
No I don’t know where I am going. I just can’t go where I’ve been.
The winds of change keep blowing on and on. I don’t know where I’ll land.
I have hope that there is more than this, that this life has more to give.
One day I will make it through this dead land. I will finally start to live.
I will finally start to live.