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[Words & Music by Markus Winkler, July 2006] I stranded somewhere, where I don't want to be. Heat makes me blind now I cannot see, the exit of this labyrinth. I'm caught in a nightmare, surrounded by fools and at least I am forced to play by their rules. A golden cage in a lonely place! After the rain there will be sunshine, so they say... Where is the storm, which will hunt those clouds away? I will not wait until tomorrow So I move on, further Away -- To where I will stay. The place of my dreams is my own little paradise. (Far away) To where I will stay. The place of my dreams is my own little paradise. Smoke spitting factories covers the south. Headache comes daily and dust in my mouth. A dark place made of greedy might! Some monsters of metal are passing the streets. Letras de cancionesManagers are acting with dirty deeds. Yeah, I know that I do not fit in. After the rain there will be sunshine, so they say... Where is the storm, which will hunt those clouds away? I will not wait until tomorrow So I move on, further Away -- To where I will stay. The place of my dreams is my own little paradise. (Far away) To where I will stay. The place of my dreams is my own little paradise. From Letras Mania