Furter

It's somebody's cry, reflected in those sparkling eyes
A wish carried on the wind, a request from the moon
so that our wishes, too, will be in someone's heart someday,
And I really hate that feeling
That's because I'm afraid
Even though I suppress it in my head
I can't do anything about my heart
To act so composed has started to hurt
I'm not myself, I don't like the fog around my heart
Depending on someone else makes me run away...
And then we heard of a paradise, we started
searching for something new, bellow a new sky
So when will it end?
Fear, Hope, Tears, Happines
We had them since the first time of despair
I want to reach someday the stars
So let's keep on walking.

I heard a voice,
From beyond the sky that stopped crying.