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