There’s a road that winds through quiet
Past the fields where no one came
Cold wind — moving through the dust of time
Through the pale and empty daylight
Footsteps echo down the lane
I hear — you calling out my name
I want to know —
What it means to truly be.
I want to know —
Have you ever been so lost that you became free?
Walking on a road with no name.
Yesterday and roads before
Dust and silence at my door
By now — I know the road by heart
Miles behind and miles to go
Some are fast and some are slow
Somewhere — the road became my home
I want to know —
What it means to truly be.
I want to know —
Have you ever been so lost that you became free?
Walking on a road with no name.