nI feel it's hands on menConstantly pulling menOn and onnnIt haunts me when I sleepnA burning longing dreamnMore and morenWar of the mindnnHow can I denynQuestions of faithnOr a question of timenThere it is clearlynWritten here for mennDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnnThe path lies open widenIt's up to me to glidenThrough the mazennI have the will to seenMy turn to break freenGloriousnnWar of the mindnHow can I denynQuestions of faithnOr a question of timenThere it is clearlynWritten here for mennDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnnAnd at the journeys endnThen I will surely standnMore victorious than I've ever beennn[Guitar / keyboard solo]nnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a nightnDays go by, still I trynTo realize the journey haunting me a night