when you re on this point of your life and you have to decide which road
if you gonna stay and be save or travel all alone
and you pack your bags, bottle up and go
take it easy take the next train and leave your heavy load
as long as you will travel as long as you will learn
the time will come you have to check out what you gonna earn
what will be the price for freedom, independence around the turn
you will leave again sometimes and let the whole place burn
when you stop and stay ´cause you feel memory´s almost full
you think you know ev´ry place you gonna go
ev´ry kind of people, their intensions and their tools
someone leave your place burning and you´re feeling like a fool
you sit down and think about being an elevator man
about the ups and downs in live, ´bout people leave and some come in
they come with you for a while, but you although have to go
other people in th esame rooms, another time another floor
(Sometimes you have to be mean, often you try to be kind
when you stay you l rock the place but take care about your live
keep your head up high and take a change from time to time
sometimes somebody else passes through it and leave it all behind
let the whole place burn, sometimes you have to do it )