The traveler is always leaving town
He never has the time to turn around
And if the road he s taken isn t leading anywhere
He seems to be completely unaware
The traveler is always leaving home
The only kind of life he s ever known
When every moment seems to be a race against the time
There s always one more mountain left to climb
*Days are numbers
Watch the stars
We can only see so far
Someday, you ll know where you are
Remember....
Days are numbers
Count the stars
We can only go so far
One day, you ll know where you are
The traveler awaits the morning tide
He doesn t know what s on the other side
But something deep inside of him keeps telling him to go
He hasn t found a reason to say no
The traveler is only passing through
He cannot understand your point of view
Abandoning reality, unsure of what he ll find
The traveler in me is close behind (*)