High speed on the road
coming back to the place
where I always lived
but never was home

Car lights seem so familiar
but I've never had a light
of any kind of road

So here I am
standing in front
of the railway track
My bag in your hand
has my heart and my soul

The pain killed me inside
becouse of the roads I have taken
But boarding this train
I feel something ignite
Maybe our fire never dies

I meet the next verse
by travelling forward
Through day or night
that's my train is the one that want look back

The pain killed me inside
becouse of the roads I have taken
But boarding this train
I feel something ignite
Maybe our fire never dies

Our fire never dies