everyday is a crossroad
I dont know where to go
with the bricks all around Ill be safe
but I wont be free

who said the truth is always just one?
and what you call noise can be tune

and when the night calls
dark is bright
and when the night calls
wrong is right

life is made to follow what escapes
with no gloves I feel cold
but at least I can say I do feel
but I wont be free

who said the truth is always only one?
and what you call noise can be tune

what Ive been waiting for?