You Are searching for a feel That will force you to breathe, To think, To change your existence. While you're laughing It seems so possible. Light comes from the windows And you think There will always be air In your lungs But you are so wrong.
All these lines Had drawn for one old aim, So greedy: Take what you want And find your peace in own.
You are lying on a floor With suspense in your eyes. You certainly think that all Have a price.
There is need to keep One place And guard it, guard it, guard it All the time. Tell me What would you feel If you had nothing?
Take my hand Believe in my words. I know, this place You've been searching for
So take my hand, Look into your soul. It lays so deep. This is your home.