I'm afraid I've got nothing
To show for the years
So many doubts
And collections of fears
But my heart won't let go of the hope
That it's working for good

I've decided to change myself
So many times
All my efforts like
The antics of pitiful mimes
And the distance seems greater sometimes
For the places I've stood
There's death anchored deep in my soul
But still I hesitate to let you take control

Take me to the end of the world
I just want to be free
Take me to the end of the world
Take me to the end of the world
I really want to be free
Take me to the end of the world in me

The world's not a place
It's the state of a man
When he relies on his senses
To understand
For the scientist or lawyer that's fine
But it won't feed your heart
Who is the loser of the games
That we play
When a man clings to things
That are passing away