Riding through the backlotnWhoooanIt's dark outsidenSummer days, summer daysnMemories have passed onnI wonder whynIf there's a willnThen there's a way, oohhhnnTrails of the unknownnIt's all written in stonenHave you asked yourselfnquestion whynIts doesn't matternThings will get betternDon't stopnJust keep on tryingnKeep on tryingnKeep on tryingn