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