It always seems to me that I should feel well in the place where I am not Another town, another bed, another try, another failure I can't see the sun but I've found flowers that won't wither I got these questions always running through my head That's why I asked my soul: Where could I go? Is there a place for us? Is there a time for us? My soul does not reply. Not a single word. But somewhere out there must be a place where I belong Just tell me where, I'm sure you got the answer So I asked my soul one time, I asked my soul two times, three fucking times Silence still remains
Where do these shadows come from? I've never seen the sun Still looking for a warmer place
I wish I was anyone but me I wish I was anywhere but here I keep looking for a better place I keep asking my soul This air feels strange to me This body's not my own Am I fighting against the tide?
Finally I get an answer I didn't expect My soul cried :
« No matter where ! No matter where ! As long as it's : Out of the world ! »