In a way the dreams are satisfied
I can't stand in a corner apart
In a way my spirits wants to rise
I can't stand in a corner tonight
I'm afraid, the walls are raping me
And screaming I just hide what I fell
In the rain I'm looking for a light
Toward which I could fly
Free, I want to be free
The chance will come
Without a scheme
My wild will thrives
What is the day?
The ground where ride?
The way I'm chasing for a long time?
In a way the scene must be clear
The fog doesn't prevent what I can hear
In a way I need to put into gear
And try to sell one's life dear
I'm afraid, the car is driving me
It often goes into a veer
On the bend, where I'm searching for a sign
That could show me my aim
Free, I want to be free
The chance will come
Without a scheme
My wild will thrives
What is the day?
The ground where ride?
The way I'm chasing for a long time?
Foolishness keeps going round, crowding me
Spread false values and your dity truth
How long do these chains hold out?
Free, I want to be free
The chance will come
Without a scheme
My wild will thrives
What is the day?
The ground where ride?
The way I'm chasing for a long time?
Free, I want to be free
The chance will come
Without a scheme
My wild will thrives
What is the day?
The ground where ride?
The way I'm chasing for a long time?
