The C traveller is always leaving to Am wn
He C never has the time to turn a Am round
And F if the road he's taken isn't lea G ding anywhere
He F seems to be completely una G7 ware
The C traveller is always leaving ho Am me
The C only kind of life he's ever Am known
When F every moment seems to be a G race against the time
There's F always one more mountain left to G7 climb
C Days are numbers Am Watch the stars
C We can only Am see so far
Some F day, you'll know where you G are
Remember
C Days are numbers Am Count the stars
C We can only Am go so far
One F day, you'll know where you G are
The C traveller awaits the morning Am tide
He C doesn't know what's on the other Am side
But F something deep inside of him G Keeps telling him to go
He F hasn't found a reason to say G7 no
The C traveller is only passing Am through
He C cannot understand your point of Am view
A F bandoning reality, un G sure of what he'll find
The F traveller in me is close be G7 hind
C Days are numbers Am Watch the stars
C We can only Am see so far
Some F day, you'll know where you G are
Remember
C Days are numbers Am Count the stars
C We can only Am go so far
One F day, you'll know where you G are
The Alan Parsons Project
