The traveller is always leaving town
He never has the time to turn around
And if the road he s taken isn t leading anywhere
He seems to be completely unaware
The traveller is always leaving home
The only kind of life he s ever known
When every moment seems to be
A race against the time
There s always one more mountain left to climb
Days are numbers watch the stars
We can only see so far
Someday, you ll know where you are
Remember
Days are numbers
Count the stars
We can only go so far
One day, you ll know where you are
The traveller awaits the morning tide
He doesn t know what s on the other side
But something deep inside of him
Keeps telling him to go
He hasn t found a reason to say no
The traveller is only passing through
He cannot understand your point of view
Abandoning reality, unsure of what he ll find
The traveller in me is close behind