Strofa 1: |It seems like I wander|Without a reason since you've been gone|Wheels keep on turning|Down on these rails on your way back home|I feel like I'm running on empty|A road with no ending|Pushing me out of time|And confusing all the things I have|In my mind, still I'm trying to fill this emptiness inside||Ritornello: |Goin' on|Walkin' in my old shoes|Holdin' on|Now without your love|Goin' on|Walking all alone |But I'm lost with no way to go||Strofa 2: |It seems like I wander|No destination, no written rhyme|A maze of confusion|Well, it's just what my head looks like|I'm getting away from my troubles|Every single day and every single night, I know|Now I just can't stand here hanging on |and I'm sure that the only thing I have to do is keep on||Ritornello: |Goin' on|Walkin' in my old shoes|Holdin' on|Now without your lovin'|Goin' on|Walking all alone |But I'm lost with no way to go||Ritornello: |Goin' on|Walkin' in my old shoes|Holdin' on|Now without your love|Goin' on|Walking all alone |But I'm lost with no way to go|