When the stars are gone forever and planets are turned into dust

It's a good escape to lie in the haze

In the past I found the answer in music and drinking and lust

Waiting for the end and counting the days



But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror dies

And I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes



Why are we here?

Maybe you hold the answer

Why are we here?

Maybe you hold the answer



When the sky is dark and winter has hidden the city in snow

I remember summer's not far away

And it seems the days are shorter and hours are passing so slow

It's a nice escape to roll in the hay



But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror dies

And I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes



Why are we here?

Maybe you hold the answer

Why are we here?

Maybe you hold the answer