The wind is cold, the sky is grey,
Another night, another day.
The city sleeps, but I’m awake,
Walking roads I didn’t take.
Oh, I’m on the road to nowhere,
With the fire in my heart.
I don’t know if someone’s waiting,
But I’ve got to play my part.
The lights go out, the streets are blind,
The echoes whisper in my mind.
I hear your voice, but it’s so far,
Like a faded, dying star.
Oh, I’m on the road to nowhere,
With the fire in my heart.
I don’t know if someone’s waiting,
But I’ve got to play my part.
Maybe the sun will rise again,
Maybe the rain will end.
But I can’t stop, I won’t pretend,
This road has no end.
Another night, another day
© Copyright: Микаэль Розенберг, 2025
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