Like a roach in a sink, I was fighting the water
I fell on my back down the drain
I`d drown you`d think but no sooner than later
I was back on my feet again
Yeah, I crawled on the streets, looking up at the buildings
And often I hid my face
I paced among feet, your floor was my ceiling
But now I live like I own the place
On the road below me
I smile at the joys of travelling
On the road below me
I can handle almost everything
On the road below me
First I was sad; but now I`m free
On the road below me
The distance from here to a memory
Every day was a mountain, the fear of what hid
Inside of the timeworn phrases
I went from pale to gray, from being shut away
And now I can`t resist new faces
Days become weeks, yeah, March becomes May
Looking back at my sleepless nights
But, hey, I`m built for trouble and I can take a lot
And I can safely say: I`m allright!
On the road below me ... Allright!
You know wonders are wonderful
-Even when they are being asked for..
Yeah, we just don`t know
What life has in store for us..
Because the moral of this is immoral
And the moral escapes me now...
On the road below me ...