When driving along, br Things pass by, br Right and left, br I only seem to sigh. br br I miss the things, br That are on the way, br Even though, br They’re clearly on display. br br I’m looking straight ahead, br I have to be there fast, br Where is it I’m going? br Will this feeling last? br br I’m recognizing that, br Though I’m on my way, br I’m completely lost, br There’s no time to play. br br To enjoy the things, br I see there on the road, br I simply drive along, br Ignoring all bestowed. br br The beauty of this world, br The people in it here, br Now I’m slowing down, br It’s becoming clear. br br It’s time to take a break, br To break this deadly drive, br It’s the only way, br I’m going to survive. br br I’ve stopped looking ahead, br Now I can look around, br At what is behind me, br Even at the ground.