Frozen Under The Sun — текст песни (Scanner)

So many ways to choose for walking
Which of this paths should I try
There is a man returning
Guess he has got a false trial

And when I ask him
Hey man, what`s wrong
He smiles and answers:
I think this way`s too long

Pushed and pulled at points of entry
Gateway of my chances
Back and forth - two steps, I weary
I`m frozen under the sun

Now that I`ve walked a thousand life-miles
Some of those miles I regret
Next bifurcation`s coming
Which of two ways is the best

And when I`m asking
Oh, Lord what`s right
There ain`t an answer
To have the choice means fight

Pushed and pulled at points of entry
Gateway of my chances
Back and forth - two steps, I weary
I`m frozen under the sun