| Listen to the sound in your head
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| And try to understand what it has to tell
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| Listen and fight for your fears
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| It’s just another bad day as the ugly face appears
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| Walking all alone in the dark
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| The cold begins to break another statue in the park
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| I’m walking, I’m walking to a brighter day
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| 'Cos I can’t stand to know that it was just in vain
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| Mother, please listen to me now
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| I hope you’ll understand, 'cos I am half of you
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| Oh mother!, where is my other half
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| Yes I know I wouldn’t listen, I didn’t want to know
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| I’m feeling a calling for me
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| But I don’t know if it’s a calling for help
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| I’m feeling the ambition to be free
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| Free from all the questions that’s been tearing me apart
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| When I close my eyes
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| The train begins to move
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| When the lights go out
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| The smoke begins to flow over me
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| On me
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| When I close my eyes
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| The angel starts to call
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| When the lights go out
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| The abyss is opening wide for me
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| For me
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| Dreaming of gold and green woods
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| Where I can live with pleasure and enjoy the dawn
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| I’m dreaming of a life that I’m free
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| Free from all the fightings, and free from compulsion
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| I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming
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| I’m dreaming to be free, I’m dreaming for me
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| I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy
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| I’m happy to know that this is what I want to be
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| I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there
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| Expect me to be there, 'cos I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there
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| Expect me to be there, 'cos I’ll be there
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| Here I am alone again on second floor
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| With my own, my own sweet vendetta
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| Are you coming with me
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| Are you coming with me
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| Are you coming with me
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| Will you follow me… |