The Traveler (feat. Bart Topher)

The rising of the sun
Is hidden by the clouds
Awakened by the thunder
As rain comes pouring down
The traveler rises to his feet
And tries to come alive
Another day in the struggle to get by

Wheels keep on turning
Towns go rolling by
Faces are a blur to him
And he can't tell you why
Searching for an answer
Where does he belong?
The only thing he knows for sure
Is how to be alone

Stepping off another train
Into another town
Lost but still he's hoping for
That place he's never found
Looking for some shelter
Where he can lay his head
Not the life he wants
But at least he isn't dead

Wheels keep on turning
Towns go rolling by
Faces are a blur to him
And he can't tell you why
Searching for an answer
Where does he belong?
The only thing he knows for sure
Is how to be alone

Every man must have a reason
To carry on mile after mile
That somewhere in the distance
A welcome light might shine

Wheels keep on turning
Towns go rolling by
Faces are a blur to him
And he can't tell you why
Searching for an answer
Where does he belong?
The only thing he knows for sure
Is how to be alone

Wheels keep on turning
Towns go rolling by
Faces are a blur to him
And he can't tell you why
Searching for his answer
Where does he belong?
The only thing he knows for sure
Is how to be alone
All he really knows
Is how to be alone