Sometimes the wind is so cold.
I feel like I am choking and turning hollow.
Sometimes I can't sense anything.
I feel my pulse getting lower and I can't feel anything.

But I...I wish to see...the light that I have never seen.
and I...I am still running...looking for an escape...I am still searching for it.

And I want to stop,
I don't need the light to see,
I am always by myself and I could always be...

I just want to lay down under the sun,
and let the rays ignite me and my months,
I am just a rumour roaming in this world,
just a dreamer singing and playing with the words...

One...day...may this weather turns warm.
I feel like I am rotting and losing all the charms.
One...day...I wish I could be free.
So..far..away..from this..reality...

I don't need the light, I can still see,
I am always by myself and I could always be...

Just looking for the clouds and a hole in the ground,
but I want to lay down... under the sun,
and I am waiting for the rain to hit my world,
want it to be flooded with my dreams and the mirth,
where I keep on playing on and on with the words,
(I am just looking for a way to see...
where I am just myself and I could always be...me...)


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