Sitting at the side of the road, waiting for someone to stop by
Those hours filled with emptiness seem to give me too much time
To wander off and think about the life I've known so far
Will there ever be someone around to recognize just who we are

It goes on and on for years, travelling on broken roads
Dragging around a suitcase with nothing but the letters that I wrote
None of them got answered, although I'm sure I've send them out
Do I need another confirmation of you to live in doubt

Is this the road to nowhere, someone asked along the way
I'm looking for a destination but is it up to me to say
Between dreams and reality the truth never unfolds
Dust blew up as another traveller didn't hold

Can you keep up with me, travelling on broken roads
You may carry a bottle but you can't assure it soothes our throats
Sunlight's bursting hard down here, it's leaving cracks in the ground
Like the feeling that I cover up when water won't be found