It was a rainy day, mother was sleeping and I was in the doorway
Stones on my way, people walking around like there was no one else
But I wish someday, people's mind will understand
The bird won't to fly, without the impulse of our hands

I've been walking by the rivers, and in the sands
I've been in the top of the hills and I know it like the palms of my hands
Nothing seems to change but the colours of the sky
Tomorrow will rise up the light

No more green grass but gray skyes
Living the blues with the rain in my eyes
Stones falling from the skyes, the Sun did want to rise
People being manipulated, sent to the battle just to die
Their unborn childs, will never know the colour of his father's eyes

How do you feel about that, my friend?
When you feel the fire burning your hands?
Nothing seems to change but the colours of the sky
Tomorrow will rise up the light

Did you ever look under the bridge?
To see if there was someone in there?
Hope is hard to find, when you leave your friend behind
Making promess until the end?
The last thing I still remind, it's to see
A man rejected by the colour of his eyes
And When they want something else
Their arms will always be open wide

Oh my heart is dying, through my eyes
You told me something, and I did trust in your lies
Nothing seems to change but the colours of the sky
Tomorrow the Sun will burn bright