I feel the wind from a different season and I think What kind of look right now should I have on my face
Convenient excuses I cast like a spell Just waiting to wake up from this horrible dream I blame myself for that but in the end I'm just trying to make myself feel better
Is this what I imagined back then my life to be The end will it come in a way that I wish for
The light that hits me Creates hope and despair for me and the Light that hits me Shows me that I have these two roads So inside the shadow of today I rather place A flower and I'll say farewell
These ideals that are kept carefully Are easily be lost and turned into the past But when a friend's voice passes through the mind It will stop any kind of rain It will lead me to the next new door
So is this, what I imagined back then my life to be The end will it come in a way that I am wishing for
The wind from a different season is no longer here Inside I feel a new breath of life satisfying me
