| I’ve been searching for an oasis
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| In the desert for so long
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| In my weakness trying
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| To pretend I’m strong
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| I’ve been holding on
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| To things that I have left behind
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| I’ve been scared and lonely
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| I’m crippled inside
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| Bathed my soul in the starlight
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| Healed my wounds in the sun
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| Screamed my pain to the forest
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| Asking the question why?
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| Will there come a time for me when I find peace of mind
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| Will I always have this feeling like I’m last in the line
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| I will climb up the mountain and light up the candle and ask:
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| «Will my soul ever rest in peace?»
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| I’ve been washed in pain
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| Haunted by the ghosts of years ago
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| They won’t leave me be
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| They keep coming back for more
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| Will there come a time for me when I find peace of mind
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| Will I always have this feeling like I’m last in the line
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| I will climb up the mountain and light up the candle and ask:
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| «Will my soul ever rest in peace?» |