Like a roach in a sink, I was fighting the water

I fell on my back down the drain

I'd drown you'd think but no sooner than later

I was back on my feet again

Yeah, I crawled on the streets, looking up at the
buildings

And often I hid my face

I paced among feet, your floor was my ceiling

But now I live like I own the place

On the road below me

I smile at the joys of travelling

On the road below me

I can handle almost everything

On the road below me

First I was sad; but now I'm free

On the road below me

The distance from here to a memory

Every day was a mountain, the fear of what hid

Inside of the timeworn phrases

I went from pale to gray, from being shut away

And now I can't resist new faces

Days become weeks, yeah, March becomes May

Looking back at my sleepless nights

But, hey, I'm built for trouble and I can take a
lot

And I can safely say: I'm allright!

On the road below me ... Allright!

You know wonders are wonderful

-Even when they are being asked for..

Yeah, we just don't know

What life has in store for us..

Because the moral of this is immoral

And the moral escapes me now...

On the road below me ...