Did you ever meet a man, who reached out for your hand, but you just turned your back.

Transparent people stop and stare you know that you are there, but you just turned your head.



Now your brain will do the rest. They file it under 'past', to fast. There must be someone who could show me how to end this endless fight. Why can't I decide what's to hide inside.



Did you ever meet a friend, who 'd love you till the end and finally put you down. I tried everything to find. What was really on her mind. But she just turned her head.

She said 'Nothing will remain, even friendship 's bitter pain, it fades.'



There must be someone who could show me how to end this endless fight, I must step outside to burn this stupid pride...



I wish I could (I wish I could) believe in all the things you say, I know I should. Maybe baby. Baby see..



Monastery is where you came from and mystery is still what you hang on. Break way, you won't regret it fly away and you will forget 'cause time will heal wounds, believe me.



See how all the hand are joined in there's no need to be disappointed. Time will heal the, time will heal the wounds.

  

.... where you came from and mystery is still what you hang on. Break way, you won't regret it fly away and you will forget 'cause time will heal the, time heal the wounds.