Every day walking the same old road.

Every day getting ever so old.

Every day my feet take the same old steps.

I cannot say of all the nights ive wept.

From here to there, from there to here.

My feet walked the dark path with out any fear.

Today it all stops, the path has come to an end.

I have no idea whats around the bend.

All i know, is that my heard is blue.

And my soul cries out for something new.