I'm walking on this road alone, and i try to find what i was looking for.
I'm afraid that i wont find my way back home, to the place where i belong.
My mind is made for dreaming (what is the point of your existence if you can't even live your dreams?)
My life is made for living
I try to find some better solutions, so i know witch way to go if i get lost in all these broken dreams
Every day same old choises over again
Every day same old moments to give
I just want to fly away from here... (and reach out for a better tomorrow!!)
I want to get out of this misery... (this misery is killing me!!)
Everyday is exactly the same, this never ending way we loose ourselves
You can drag me down as hard as you can, but i'll never be a part of this plan
You can take my life but you can't take my soul, thats the only thing whats real in this world
Is this too complicated? it's just the way i see this all!
