What is left to me After all these years All the people i once knew Seem strange to me The loss of ideals After all these failures Seems to be the proof at all That I go down
I lost my faith again While I tried to get the sense I can't understand this realusion of mind And now I give up all pride
Why seems all so easy When I cannot solve it Why seems all to fight a war Against myself Is it just a problem Of my self-confidence I always try to reach the stars And go down