The years have rolled so fast,
My house now not my home,
Backstabbed by strangers,
I thought were best friends,
Found I was so far from any goal,
Seems I thought I had a way,
Trying each and every road,
Running from whatever was deep inside,
Feeling the pain of my bones and my soul.
Now I need those drifter days,
They've passed me by,
I promised myself I'd never give in,
Decision to make,
did I ever really have any friends
Who to leave out,who to tune in.
I think I lost my way,
Down a straight and narrow road,
Like I'm running on a treadmill
Almost out of breath,
Anything has got to be better then this...