I walk and with every step there is a trap
Every step weighs a ton and every new one is even worse
I just gotta adjust my eyes first
For all the booby-traps in the night
I hear devils whispering “Come, join us!”
But when I stumble, I just keep on walking
Walking the line
To turn my back and walk away
Now that would be a crime
I know who is waiting for me at home
Waiting for me behind
And I will walk to the end of the line
Just play the song
It will be fine
