No one to turn to
No one to answer
No one to show the way

You're trying to hold out
When your dreams are dying away
looking into the future
with eyes of discontent

Gone are the days
Dreaming of to be free
Words of many gone
Masters of time

No one to turn to
No one to show the way
No one to answer
No one to turn to
No one to show the way
No one to answer

We've learned so long ago
The way of our ancesters
But lost our way through
Mysteries of mind
Now we wonder alone
Looking over the horizon
Father and son
Play the games of life
No one to show the way