What to do when we lose the faith?
How to live after the destruction of a dream?
Among the crowd, seeing faceless faces
Feeling the emptiness of their eyes, the coldness of their touches
How do I understand the reason of our self suffering?
Why do we always choose to have a new wound?
We are collectors of fake dreams
Thirsty to fill our emptiness, we walk blind
Blind leading the blind, both fall in their paths
Nobody understands why, but it's always been that way
Can you see me and my sad face?
(See my eyes as they're crying)
What can you do for my pain?
(Can you cure with your spell?)
Try to save me from the other side
(Can you find me in the darkness)
But I know that you will never be back
There's no interest in understanding the reason why it makes us cry
But we will continue our eternal search
Believing like any child that we will be happy
Wishing love in empty people
Seeing the beauty that we want to see
Between a faceless crowd of faces
Can you see me and my sad face?
(See my eyes as they're crying)
What can you do for my pain?
(Can you cure with your spell?)
Try to save me from the other side
(Can you find me in the darkness)
But I know that you will never be back
