Morning comes and morning goes
now it's me against the sun
the day goes by and darkness grows
and it's over before it's done
Well i know it'll be alright if i just get on the road
if i run i can free my worried mind
yeah i know on the day i die i will lose my heavy load
but i wouldn't want to leave you behind
All my time keeps creeping on
now i've grown into a man
but mr. child still wants to run
from the cradle to the van
Keep thinking it'll be alright if i just get on the road
if i run i can free my worried mind
keep thinking of the day i die when i lose my heavy load
but i wouldn't want to leave you behind.