At this point in my life

i´m still searching for the light

during many years the pain have cut through me like a knife

Leaving many wounds unhealed

wishing that one day

the scars will be unveild

My strength is soaking away

spmetimes i wish i was a beliver

then at least i could pray

Sometimes i think i can fly

other times i wonder why

cause i know i will crash and burn

and there is no escape

no way too turn...