Tekster: Queen. Innuendo.

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
Till the mountains crumble into the plain

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin', tread that fine line
Oh we'll keep on tryin', yeah, just passing our time

While we live according to race, color or creed
While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the cons, and on and on

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin', we'll tread that fine line
Oh oh we'll keep on tryin', till the end of time, till the end of time
Through the sorrow, all through our splendor
Don't take offense at my innuendo

You can be anything you want to be
Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could
Ever be be free with your tempo be free, be free
Surrender your ego be free, be free to yourself

If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky
If there's a point, if there's a reason to live or die
If there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask
Show yourself, destroy our fears, release your mask

Oh yes we'll keep on trying, hey tread that fine line
Yeah, we'll keep on smiling, yeah
Yeah, yeah and whatever will be, will be
We'll keep on trying, we'll just keep on trying
Till the end of time, till the end of time, till the end of time