Nowhere left to go, will I really know'
WillI understand, even if you tell me'
I'm a frightened man, just give me a glance.
Will you help me'
I'm stumbling in the dark, it only takes a spark.
Someone light a candle in the night for me.
All these choices, another second chance,
To get me by. Can you see them'

There's a place I know, a place to go.
A place that I know that I can go.
See it in my dreams, a place to be,
Where I can live peacefully.
Show me the road, how far to go.
Open my eyes that I might know.
Somewhere I'll be free, someone show me.
God, please show me ...

What kind of man is this ...
What kind of words are these ...
Some things never change.
What kind of candle burns in the rain'
So cold and wet, I'm beginning to rust.
Too much trust, trampled in the dust.
Walked hand in hand with the devil,
I'm now dragging this cross in search of an angel.

Body bruised and soul in knots,
I've climbed the highest mountain tops.
Through the storm, I've searched for shore.
On a bed of nails I wait ... it's fate.

My labour days have come and gone.
The fire in my chest is all done.
The scorched earth has blackened the sky,
And still my heart beats, it beats ...