The first time you open your eyes,
The lights and colors strikes you down.
The therst for knowledge you have inside
Will surely never ever die.
The love that grows inside
Shows its true color on the outside.
Like a rolling thunder in the winter sky
You ride the waves of joy and life...

(It's so dark now in the middle of the day
All that's left is ashes and bones...
What has gone wrong?)

You see a bright light in the skies,
In the second part of your life.
They try to offer you the simpler things,
Rushing toward the exiting adult world.
The feeling's mature but the mind's a child,
You're bleeding all over the living-room carpet.
Like a song so long ago forgotten,
So are you- forgotten your roots.

{It's so cold now in the middle of the summer
All that's available is nothing but illusions...
What has gone wrong?)

Older than you ever thought you'll be,
Afraid of the shadows that follows you around.
A lost child in a world belongs to the grown-ups,
While all you wanted is just to be something of value...
And as the years gone by you like the wind
There is this realization that nothing is what you wanted to
be.
Like the circulation of day and night and sun and moon,
So are you- fading in the air,
Long ago forgotten...

{It's so empty now in this worldful of people
All that's left are nothing but dreams and hopes...
So what has gone wrong?)

We...