Because he was called a boy
also was called road
trip of wind
He didn't even remember if he looked behind
Because they were called man
They also were called dreams
and dreams never age
In the midst of so many tear gas
They stay calm, calm, calm...
and another day is gone
ah..ah...
and a compass is enought
and you can just count with yourself
because the flame don't have a wick
from everything you can make a song
and the heart is in the curve of a river, river,river...
and from everything you can make a song
and the heart is in the curve of a river, river,river
and the river of paviment and people
get the curb crowded
on the corne more then a million
I want to see people, people, people