There are a few words left to say If I get beaten by my doubt And even if noone is listening, I pray Forgeviness will prevail, before a life can fade out
On which coast of the word will I stay, if no home has been named On which shoreline will I crash, If there is nothing worth to be aimed
I know there are a million walls left for me to shatter If not just yet that all seems to get better I know there are a million walls left for me to shatter Anyways my lead is broken at last page of my letter
we all need planes to up and leave
There is no running that can hide us No part of beeing that defines us The time I miss the arms, holding me so close to the land Let me know you found a place that I don't know like the back of my hand
I wish I could hear the voices of those who carry me I wish I wouldn't see another black and white movie And still I wish another step would wait I wish I could hear the voices of those who carry me