How far are we? Will we never get there? There's a remote chance Of touching that point in the horizon And looking behind from there Regret of having regretted Such an odd trip And for long I've wanted To break free from this wish How far are we? Will we never get there? How far are we? Will we never get… That point Summarizes my thoughts And for long I've wanted… Somewhere over the rainbow My life goes by One hour ago There were forty km To the middle, fucking middle Of my fucking way Now that road sign, that same road sign, Shows to me That remains the same distance To the same place In circles, We're spinning round in circles The whole life, Always back to start There's a remote chance of touching That point Summarizes my thoughts And for long I've wanted… Somewhere over the rainbow My life goes by