Why, why was I born to know what I must know? I can see the sky, but I can't see the ground below Where do I go? Falling in a trap where traitors wait Lost love is the bait But the martyr never knows He is caught in a dream of his own When it's over, where does he go? Who really knows? Who really knows? Time stands between me and my home, so long ago I can't stand to wait, but I can't force my body to go Where do I go? Crying, he is blind to everyone And that's how it's done And the martyr never knows He is caught in a dream of his own When it's over, where does he go? Who really knows? Who really knows? I know in my heart I could change the world With just this guitar Who really knows?