There are much kinder ways in the world than being on the move Cross into the hideous light and fade across the moon None of our dreams come true yet we live to survive Questions like i dont know myself so why am i alive? Harder than the progress all our living goes with one long breath We are seeing out the windows and we wonder where the hell is d**h? How can i cling to the truth when i hear nothing but lies? All i can say to my dreams is there a will to my survive? Nothing is like what they said and still i survive All my dreams are left in the stars and still i survive People lie and so does my mind and still i survive But my dreams i know will never come true unless i want them to My dreams will never ever come true unless i want them to And i want them to And i want them, too