Miles and miles yet to my home
Years and years I haven't grown
Living now seems like we are waiting awaken for dawn
Sorrow soon comes and bring its test
Why fighting hard to make dreams last?
The happiness we search for makes us become slaves without rest
How many lines should I then write to make you understand?
How long should I wait for your sign to then realize that
One day, maybe someday,
the life that's been so distorted will come back to order
And again, maybe again,
the fire that used to burn here will raise its flames
And then I'll believe
That life carries on
What from the future will I get?
What kind of magic will it cast?
The heart inner-fears taking our whole existence to end
Life carries on