I used to think...
I hoped that all the pain and hatred in me will disappear
When I opened my eyes in the morning,
I hoped that all the good things in my dream last night will become reality
I want to be free in this bad world with the two wings of love and hope
I fold a paper airplane out of sadness
I get on my dreams and fly away
I am free now, I burned away my sadness with my burning heart
I will make my dreams come true using every strengh I have
I will make my own world
Now whenever I think of miserable and poor people.
I get so gratefule for such warm people who taught me that I was precious
I am free now, I burned away my sadness with my burning heart
I will make my dreams come true using every strengh I have
I will make my own world
When its hard for me, theres pain that I cant avoid but
I win over them so that I can make my precious dreams come true
Always, always I will make my dreams come true using every strengh I have
I will make my own world
