there are a thousand ways to move on from
the distance to you
I'll leave the dead ends behind me
and follow you back to my roots
cause I'm on fire, I won't let go
yes I'm on fire, I won't let go
and I keep looking
there are a thousand ways to open
the back door to my waiting room
I'll leave the dead ends behind me
and follow you back to my roots
there are a thousand ways to open
and a million that will throw me off track
I always tried to open
but every step was another step back
cause all, all, all my life
I've been waiting for your wake up call
now I'm on fire, I won't let go
yes I'm on fire, I won't let go
I can't forget my old principle
of dead ends and dead wires
am I bound to my old principle?
the lows stay low and the highs are liars