How many oceans must you travel   How many mountains must you climb   How many seasons are yet to come along the way   Before you settle down      On the road that leads to nowhere   Is where you find your kind of peace   You're never satisfied when everyday grows old   You're always on the run      Somewhere far away you hear the singing of a bird   The promise of freedom leads you down the road you learned   When you go they ask of you   What's out there to find?   With a smile you answer:   You're just the restless kind      How many days will be remembered   How many moments will you keep   How many friends will stay   When you're just being you   When all the lights are gone      Somewhere far away you hear the singing of a bird   The promise of freedom leads you down the road you learned   When you go they ask of you   What's out there to find?   With a smile you answer:   You're just the restless kind      How many oceans must you travel   How many mountains must you climb   How many seasons are yet to come along the way   Before you settle down      Somewhere far away you hear the singing of a bird   The promise of freedom leads you down the road you learned   When you go they ask of you   What's out there to find?   With a smile you answer:   You're just the restless kind