There is always a way to go the lands behind me and the seas before I am on the road All the time For many years I've searched for home as a wounded bird, as an unwell soul I've cruised around day and night Did I lose myself again Does this highway lead to hell I've played thousands, thousands of roles By the script of someone else which I've never wrote If I ever ask for a second life if I ever could turn back the time I would be re-born under restless star I will turn into the royal ship somewhere in the open sea And fall at the end in to the depth Did I lose myself again Does this highway lead to hell I've played thousands, thousands of roles You will never change me 'cause it's too late