It's autumn in my heart again
and a little bit of hell in my soul
i'm looking for a place to go
where all my devils won't have a ball
i'll take my head high above the clouds
off the ground and far away from doubt
where the world below looks pale
and where the right way is just a narrow trail
and a little bit of hell in my soul
i'm looking for a place to go
where all my devils won't have a ball
i'll take my head high above the clouds
off the ground and far away from doubt
where the world below looks pale
and where the right way is just a narrow trail