(Scheid/Cohen)
Moving down the lonely road
White lines flicker like a strobe
Longing for the morning sun
Will the daylight ever come?
Bored out of my mind
I'm bored out of my mind
Staring down an empty well
My life seems a hollow shell
Time is passing by too slow
Don't know where I want to go
Bored out of my mind
I'm bored out of my mind