If the world raised some colours
When I get weak within my sorrow
What would it be like
Hanging on to the old dreams
Which never reached the here and now
The sailors from the past
Have drowned in these waters of sorrow
But what I want to be like
Who`ll ever stay by my side
I don`t know
I don`t know
When I get weak within my sorrow
What would it be like
Hanging on to the old dreams
Which never reached the here and now
The sailors from the past
Have drowned in these waters of sorrow
But what I want to be like
Who`ll ever stay by my side
I don`t know
I don`t know