| What is there to find at the end of the tunnel? |
| I’ve heard about a white light |
| I’ve heard about a black hole |
| Will we ever meet again? |
| Am I chasing a dead end? (Dead end) |
| I’ve got this melody stuck in my head |
| (Is it a cry for help?) |
| Is it a cry for help? |
| (Constantly ringing in my ears) |
| (Sounds like a siren song) |
| Sounds like a siren song |
| It’s getting harder to resist |
| Can you hear the sound? |
| Arising from the other side |
| The haunting promise of a better future |
| Or a lure born in my own mind |
| Can you hear the sound? |
| It’s time to put your doubts aside |
| Pull back the veil and embrace the unknown |
| We’re together in this ride |
| (Driving along, driving along) |
| Driving along the edge of a cliff |
| (Fast asleep, fast asleep) |
| Fast asleep in the passenger seat |
| Cradled by these mesmerizing whispers |
| I’m both blessed and cursed |
| The same shivers down my spine at every turn |
| Driving along, driving along |
| One day I’ll know what’s coming after |
| I’ve finally learned to dream in colors |
| Siren’s call is louder than ever |
| Yet I’ve never felt stronger |
| Now that I’m singing in unison |
| With every passing year |
| More and more whispers in my ears |
| Is it just me or is there a knocking drawing near? |
| Will we ever meet again? |
| Am I chasing a dead end? |
| Still the same melody stuck in my head |
| Now I can hear the sound |
| Arising from the other side (From the other side) |
| The haunting promise of a better future |
| Or a lure born in my own mind |
| Can you hear the sound? |
| It’s time to put your doubts aside |
| Pull back the veil and embrace the unknown |
| We’re together in this ride |