you came from land of ice and snow i'm sure you got smthing to show, me to show
your papa asked me where you've been but i still blind, i need to feel, feel your soul (self)
where are you? where are you, my girl?
but i still don't want to believe in true where are you? where are you, my girl?
i think i love you just the way you are falling into the trap, against my will
but here is a little problem i have never seen, never seen, never seen your face and that's why i give a question
where are you? where are you, my girl?
but i still don't want to believe in true i still don't want to believe in true''
is there any sence not to stop searching my way? this way is you, and you are out of space no need to suffer baby, all you need it's just to appear every day is the same day - without you
every day is the same day - without you
but i still don't wanna believe in try and you still don't wanna believe in true!