You are afraid of reality
Try to stick to your dreams
Like an act of tragedy
Flow through bad streams
(Bad streams)
Flow through bad streams
Like an act of tragedy
Try to stick to your dreams
You are afraid of reality
Leave the past behind
You will find your place
Put the guilt out of your mind
Souls keep their grace
Souls keep their grace
Put the guilt out of your mind
You will find your place
Leave the past behind
Come on we should lie
And shout it to the sky
(To the sky)
Joy will never die
Promises will survive
(Will survive)
Come on we should lie
And shout it to the sky
(To the sky)
Joy will never die
Promises will survive
(Will survive)
We're waiting for the moment
The last thought to the end
(To the end)
We'll never understand
Come on we should lie
(Come on we should lie)
Come on we should lie