1983

It was in 1983
This year was not the first for me
But it was the first time that i realized
How beautiful music is

I was in love with kim wilde
To be a boy to be a child
I dived into the universe
And reached our heaven's bliss

Every morning i wake up it's the first thing that i met and that i hear
Every night before i sleep it's the last thing in my brain
It's global interisting; different kind around the planet earth
(its) inside it's worldwide but you got to hear

Looking for some harmonies that are living on the trees and in the seas
Looking for some noises that are waiting for it's discovery
There's no way, no chance to flee, there's no place on earth without a melody and
And sometimes i remember the days

Music in your own hand no fake and no failure
Music in your own mind will ever survive

Nowhere you can go without this companion
Nowhere you can go without open ears