Does the world have a purpose?
Maybe the life pressure
We have many ways to go
But I think we will know choose

Walking in a circle
Looking for a reason
Deluded by the fear of
Enter in the wrong door

She says she is lost into a bad dream
And everyday she desires to scream
There is no sense on forcing a choice
Do not let the wind carry all your goals

I have been waiting for your eyes here
Because I am sure you will come back soon
I just tried to tell you to try never cry and never pry one decision
Someday you will realize I am right

Does the life have a good taste?
Nice like a sweet stone
It's written on your wet face
It's impossible to replace

Running to the under town
Maybe it looks like so fun
Throwing smiles for all
Like fleeing from the sight of a shotgun

She says she is lost into a bad dream
And everyday she desires to scream
There is no sense on forcing a choice
Do not let the wind carry all your goals

I have been waiting for your eyes here
Because I am sure you will come back soon
I just tried to tell you to try never cry and never pry one decision
Someday you will realize I am right