Ice in the morning

Melting wilder from the sunlight

Ice in the evening

Freezes traces of the moonlight

You feel a pressure building pleasure

In your own right

But they couldn't repair

And it wouldn't be fair



My destination is.. my destination is alright



You build a fever

Trying not to loose your eyesight

And in the clouds

There is a place you call your own... right

My destination is.. my destination is alright

My destination is.. my destination is alright

Sleep a war away

And wake to breathe the acid rain

But they couldn't repair

And it wouldn't be fair



My destination is.. my destination is alright

My destination is.. my destination is alright

Get it on the left, get it on the right

Get it on the left, you've got to get it right



And under blackened clouds

The doctor waits to call you

And in the waiting room

The nurses start to maul you

But you couldn't repair

And it wouldn't be... fair



My destination is.. my destination is alright

My destination is.. my destination is alright



My destination is.. my destination is alright

My destination is.. my destination is alright

Get it on the left, get it on the right

Get it on the left, you've got to get it right