Sometimes when I sit and stare into space I hope one day it will change.
I don't how or why or when, but I know you can't take it away.
Oh oh
If just for one day I did get a taste, would I have the strength to go back
When I don't know how my life will turn out? Still it's worth a fight.
Oh oh.
Clinging on to every hope and every dream, hoping it will make my meaning
Right.
What if the dreaming dies, do I remember the most important fight?
Oh oh
Sometimes when I sit and stare into space I hope one day it will change.
I don't how or why or when, but I know you can't take it away.
Oh oh