Is this the light, or just illusion?
Too many choices make it hard to tell,
And sinking deeper into confusion, you recognise the feeling all too well.
You wish that someone would just tell you what to do,
This indecision has put you under pressure,
There's a shadow and it's hanging over you to face the music.
Don't wait too late,
Make straight a highway to the heart,
Take care, take care,
Prepare a highway to the heart, and today is the day.
Living your life in desperation is just a symptom of the real disease,
Running in circles, no destination, just the delusion that you do as you please.
You feel uneasy, and it comes as no surprise,
You're hearing footsteps closing in around you,
No point in running, no point in telling lies, so face the music.
Don't wait too late,
Make straight a highway to the heart,
Take care, take care,
Prepare a highway to the heart.
You feel uneasy, and it comes as no surprise,
Hearing footsteps closing in around you,
No point in running, no point in telling lies,
The bell will surely toll.
Don't wait too late,
Make straight a highway to the heart,
Take care, take care,
Prepare a highway to the heart,
Don't wait too late,
Make straight a highway to the heart,
Take care, take care,
Prepare a highway to the heart.
