its so cold in the shadow of distant lights

and the chilling wind slows down our pace and tests our will

still a voice whispers it will be over soon

and we find the courage to climb the hill



sometimes I lose sight of where im going

fanned by a flame I cant remember

but distant lights still burn bright

and the road goes on forever



year after year with renewed ambition

we scale the walls to find theres nothing there

still idle hands clutch the empty page

with the passion of a desperate prayer



sometimes I lose sight of where im going

fanned by a flame I cant remember

but distant lights still burn bright

and the road goes on forever



and here we are again

the doors close behind us

and the road goes on and on...