What happens when there is no nightlife,in which to run
What happens when it stops being any fun
When nobody is there to hold you,and you don't want to be alone
When there are people all around but nobody of your own
When you go hunting but don't know what you want to find
Even you don't know whats going on in your mind
When your yesterdays are like all yesterdays before
And you don't know how to plan your tomorrows any more
What happens when you stop long enough to look around
And don't like anything that's to be found
What happens when you no longer want to play
When you start feeling the price to much to pay
When you ask yourself what you did it for
And even you don't know the answer, any more
What happens when you see your life as empty space
What is it you want to put in it's place
I'll find the answer my running is done
There must be an answer,I have to find one