A Million Miles

He said he's travelled a million miles
in his lifetime
but I wonder if he's ever travelled down that
one road
that leads him to his past.

I wonder if he's ever opened that steel gate,
leading up to the old abandoned house.
Has he seen the moss covered cobblestones,
or admired the sun above those clouds?
What makes him so hard?

Maybe I'll never know...

So I walk out in silence,
searching for the answer and I, I, I,
wonder about his adolescence
and why he let the time pass by (bye bye).

This speedometer is getting hard to read.
There's more numbers than I'd ever really need.
The distance grows between him and I,
as the darkness falls over our midday sky.

I wonder if he's ever opened that steel gate,
leading up to the old abandoned house.
Has he seen the moss covered cobblestones,
or admired the sun above those clouds?
What makes him so tough?

I walk out in silence,
searching for the answer and I, I, I,
wonder about his adolescence
and why he let the time pass by (bye bye).

Maybe I'll never know...