How many years keep on slipping away
And it seems that your life doesn't matter, you never had a chance

How many ways is a love torn apart
And you look to your heart for some answers, don't let it slip away

Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
Well I took some bad advice, and I paid too high a price
I could sell my soul, you know I wouldn't think twice

[Chorus:]

How many times must a man fall down, I said whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh
How many dreams have to fall to the ground
It goes on an' on an' on an' on an' on, yeah

How many times do you look for some sign
That there's hope, and your life has some meaning, almost every day, hey, hey

Maybe I was born to wander, I got no high hopes any longer
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
Is nothing ever gonna free me from this hell I'm living in

Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
I'm sick and tired of living in a rat race that no one ever wins

Copyright: Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): DAVID PAICH, JEFF PORCARO, MIKE PORCARO, STEVE LUKATHER