The Travellers Part 1 de Stone Sour

I think I’m happy,
mostly happy.
In a green autumn day.

I’m walking lazy,
barely moving.
Suddenly I fade away.

Seems life is something more,
than a journey with no end.
I just wanna lose it all,
and find myself again.

I’m on my own,
I’m on my own.

I don’t need a conscience,
to tell me how I feel.
I don’t need this wiry eyes,
to focus on what to conceal.

I don’t need anybody,
To tell me who I am.
Blaming on the broken heart,
And falling apart again.