The wind passes by my windows screaming at me
that life doesn't wait for you, "start to run"
I'm already annoyed of this story, I wanna go out
where to take a breath to keep on
Go slowly through my world
Enjoy every momento
Head for where I want
There's no boundaries
and in every new dawn
I wanna feel the magic feeling of the waiting
I sing this to the wind because today
I'd like to be of ash or of paper
to lift me up and rise up to the light
to be only air and escape
in a moment to another place
wherever
I search for the light which show me
that there's no "direction" where to win
that only the telling
to test the distance between be alive and to live
matters