Your are looking for ways To your happiness Alone, just alone You are moving these days Out of sereness So all alone, just alone And instead of searching for help You are smoking a cigarette They tear apart lives Which you can never let go You are my wind of life Under these crimson skies You turn to aeon times Till the day I die This is the wind of life Under these rainy skies Please keep your hope all life Till the day you die And nobody sees your woe And no-one will get to know And no-one will see the truth Aeon times Wind of Life We have to cope And keeping hope