A long road trying to find
Baccata plants, an endless line
Afraid to go, afraid to start
A matter of life or delight

It tries to tell you how to feel
As if it was something real
Asking yourself "the place is real?"
A way to go when there's no will

Cappadocia, the place you feel alive
Feelings dreaming, realizing
How real love is like

Cappaddocia, banging at the door
Even though your heart is broken
You're asking for more

A lonely rose gets her heart
Trapped in a late night waltz
And being wrong mean being right
And nothing is as ever was

Cappaddocia, the place you feel alive
Feelings dreaming, realizing
How real love is like

Cappaddocia, banging at the door
Even though your heart is broken
You're asking for more