If we've got to rhime
About doubts and insight
Conect to what we've never done
We'll be praised or scorned
From the day we are born
For doing what we've never done
To make how clear the way is torning
is far enough to take my breath again
Waiting hours, triving moments
Shining days on the horizon
Not always the truth is clear
Is far enought to take my breath
There's something wrong
