Sometimes I feel speechless
Nothing comes clearly to my mind
Sometimes my sight becomes blurry
I can't find clarity at any time

I'm trying to find a true image of myself
I wonder if there's some hypocrisy
I wonder if my thoughts are reality
Or just the outcome of my fantasy

(I'll keep on going, going, going on)

Thought that I knew where I was going to
Thought I knew the road and way
But now my fait seems so far away
I can't decide if I should go or stay

I guess my spirit doesn't want to find
What my appetite searchen for
People don't sink make any sense anymore
Too match entervention I can't afford

(I'll keep on going, going, going on)
(I'll keep on going, going, going on)