(Chris DeGarmo, Geoff Tate)
    Behind my eyes
  I keep my truth from you.
  No one enters
  this secret place,
  the barrier only I embrace.
  Time is fleeting now
  they say.
  Time to look inside
  and face . . . the change.
    Dig down deep
  to find the man I thought I was.
  A dog on the treadmill panting,
  the master pulls the leash, laughing.
  Now I can't remember why
  I needed to run, needed to try so hard.
    One more time around
  is all I ask for now,
  a star to steer by, wind to
  take me home again.
    "Work hard in life boy,
  there's paradise in the end."
  Year after year we struggle to gain
  the happiness our parents never claimed.
  They told us all we had to do
  was do what we're told, buy what was sold,
  "Invest in gold, and never get old."
    One more time around
  is all I ask for now,
  a star to steer by, wind to
  take me home again.