Here I am, on the road again Am I digging my own grave? I ain't afraid of no ghost In time, when you think about it Behind all the illusions I always kept my mind straight In this cave of hope, I hear no echoes at all To every signal I wish I would get a hint to know if I do things Right or wrong I'm standing on a merry-go-round I'm standing on a merry-go-round I'm standing on a merry-go-round Just waiting for your sign Rain is creating in a puddle Of disappointment I call it disillusion Right now, the only thing that matters Is get to know the right trail To the final picture Too scared, to get you scared