Walking Through The Wilderness

I have started thinking that the man who made the treasure map never even really wanted us to find out where he hid the gold. Woah Driving through the round-about it’s time for me to figure out the pathway that will lead me out and leave me racing on the open road Woah Woah 3x Woah On lonely nights I’m dreaming of the chances that I’ve had at love trying to go back again and bring with me a map to sail the seas go with me Suddenly I seem to find that somehow I am stuck in time following a crooked line created by the force of eastern winds and once again And I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness with no hope of finding my way home and I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness alone.____ It’s frightening to think that we are spinning towards infinity and treasures just a fantasy invented in a desperate, lonely dream or so it seems And maybe soon the words will rhyme and everything we seek we’ll find we’ll all be looking at the sky the treasure map in pieces at our feet go with me And I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness with no hope of finding my way home and I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness alone.____ I have started thinking that the man who made the treasure map never sat there wishing he could sit there and the treasure would be his but now it is Driving through the round about I don’t think that I’ll figure out a single thing while on the solid ground I’ve walked so many times before I’m out the door. And I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness with no hope of finding my way home and I’m, oh, walking through the wilderness Alone Alone Alone___