there are a thousand ways to move on from the distance to you I'll leave the dead ends behind me and follow you back to my roots cause I'm on fire, I won't let go yes I'm on fire, I won't let go and I keep looking there are a thousand ways to open the back door to my waiting room I'll leave the dead ends behind me and follow you back to my roots there are a thousand ways to open and a million that will throw me off track I always tried to open but every step was another step back cause all, all, all my life I've been waiting for your wake up call now I'm on fire, I won't let go yes I'm on fire, I won't let go I can't forget my old principle of dead ends and dead wires am I bound to my old principle? the lows stay low and the highs are liars