| I’m one of million faces,
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| I’m caring alone
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| And where is my home?
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| When will we reach our shore?
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| But now we’re alive and so we go on
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| I hope for myself I won’t be saying: so long!
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| And then I’m feeling lonely
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| There I’m sitting all night long
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| Every day I feel alone
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| And I am longing for a home
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| Where is the love I want to feel?
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| The love that will set me free
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| And every day I’m feeling lonely
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| Every day I feel this hole
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| And every day I want to go
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| I wanna secure my home
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| And every day I’m feeling empty
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| Every day the same show
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| And how you can find to yourself?
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| How can you secure your home?
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| Each day I’m feeling lonely — it’s searing my mind
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| I dream of reaching the shore
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| And every day I’m feeling lonely
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| Every day in my hole
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| And what is lurking on my way?
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| I want to secure my home
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| And people killing, people dying
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| I was sad and you were crying
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| I was tearing away
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| And I’m still feeling this way
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| I’m feeling my way
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| And every day I’m feeling lonely
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| Every day in my hole
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| I wanna feel, I want to say
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| And want to get rid of my hole
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| I wanna say: «Now I got rid of my hole»
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| I’m feeling lonely, feeling empty
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| And I search for my home, my home, my home
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| And searching all night long |