| I drive to south I drive to north I long for a place to rest I search high I search low I could not find a place to rest I ask wind Where I can rest I ask rain When I can stop Never ending searching Non stoping hunting I am tired I am thirst I want to lay down and rest Where it is This place I can rest I ask Again and again |
| He just holds his breath He just keeps his silent As he always does For that thousands of years I walk away I get back my journey I look south I look north I do not know when I do not know where I just want a corner to rest my heart To be safe To be sound Yet, it is hard It is tough I will build my own paradise if I have to and I will Rest At last. |