the road that i've been walking on is hard to find

my footprints leave no traces as the days are passing by

i count from two to one

my feet begin to run

i am a spinning wheel under a burning sun

 

the life i've lived before i left is vanishing behind me

it is a pleasant thought that no one's ever gonna find me

i count from two to three

my feet can't disagree

the wheel is pushing forward inside of me

 

i lost my feathers lately

still feel the heat and maybe

I came too close to the golden sun

in the morning when my feet began to run

 

i see my future

see my present

past long gone behind

what was i hoping to find

i count from two to one

my feet begin to run

and run

and run

and run