Born amid the fright of the storm
I walk throughout the shadows
Of this dying world,
Moved by a hope for (a place of my own)
Where light and shadows can be one
And I'll be free from the storm.
I'll be free from the storm.
Oh, will I ever find a home?
will I ever find a home
Far from all the things that I knew
I've come throughout the shadows
Of this dying world,
Moved by a hope for (a place of my own)
Where light and shadows can be one
But I'm not free from the storm.
Still I'm not free from the storm.
will I ever find a home ?
I'll never find a home
Far from the shadows of my own soul
