Where are you?
Are you now walking...

Where have all the good people gone?
Sone have fought in the war...

White paths, winding, secret
From the mountain down to the village...

who is praying now?
To my Father...

who is praying now?
To my Father...

Why have you let me down
When I needed you the most...

There are wild horses in my heart
Running free...

There are wild horses in my heart
Running free...

Wishful thinking
The warm days...

Words and letters
Stacked upon each other...

Yesterday is now gone
Out of my mind...

You always say
That I am you...