You look to your skin and your veins front the mirror
 And you always think to a reason for stay
 But it seems you can't find that...
 
 Whispers are playing their games inside you and your mind
 Everywhere and every time...do you need something to fly?
 you try to make your own way and keep ears and shut your eyes
 But all things will return until you fall in sleep
 
 How can I see the colors and beauties
 Under this gray sky without any dreams
 Tell me the meaning of our destiny
 Time is running out empty from our wish
 
 Watch the dying leaves of autumnal trees
 Their weak bodies is a sign for you and me
 Who can show you the truth behind the insane?
 'till the truth has not exist when you seek
 
 
 
 I have a question...
 I have only a question from my mother and my father...
 Why you brought me to this life?
 To see the pains?
 To see the wars?
 Or to see so many derelict children alone in this truculent world?
 
 Show me a peaceful place...show me...