(Music: Martin Schaub & Lars Broman Lyrics: Martin & Jenny Schaub)

Every day´s a dark and winding path
A war you didn´t choose
but must be fighting
Odds are far too high,
you do the math
There´s a better chance
of being struck by lighting

Everything is everything it seems
Still every night
you´re sleeping with disaster
Hold on to each moment,
seize the day;
Brilliant plans,
but oh so hard to master
Say a prayer that God´s not busy
saving someone else

Oh my rover, soon your journey´s over
You won´t have to carry
such a heavy load
All your travelling
soon will be unravelling
You will find a haven
where once was only road

Once you used to roam
from land to land
Your head up in the clouds,
your feet in motion
Now I trace your footprints in the sand
Tired steps
soon swallowed by the ocean
Say a prayer that God´s not busy
saving someone else

Oh my rover, soon your journey´s over
You won´t have to carry
such a heavy load
All your travelling
soon will be unravelling
You will find a haven
where once was only road

But after a long night dawn returns
And you´ll leave behind
all that wounds and hurts
And after the winter comes a spring
You may think it won´t,
but I´m sure it will