I've been standing at the station
Waiting for the train
To be taken to promised land being far away
I will be there making fortune
Finding all the gold
But digging in the goldmine daily seems to me quite odd
Am I blind?
Am I blind?
Really, is this what I want?
Am I blinded by all that glitter?
Am I eager get it more?
I might be hurt and get exhausted - really, is it worth?
Am I blind?
Am I blind?
Really, is this what I want?
I've been standing at the station
And I let the train to leave
I slowly walked out, looking forward other life to live
I'm not blind!
I'm not blind!
This is really what I want!