You aim too high, where has the pink cloud gone ?
The path is dangerous, the slope is always near to the peak
You are becoming exactly like those who we used to laugh about,
Believe me, the things you cannot buy worth always more
Your wonderful world that blazed of love,
Has turned into black-and-white
Where is that girl today, would she wander on wrong ways,
The one who dreamt with me ?
It's only a nice illusion, a calling word to your soul,
Cool new clothes and a bank account await you,
Why would it be nice to live like that ?
A false-sounding illusion, a calling word to your soul,
The desire leaves you, as all friends
If your heart is too cheap.
The world is in a rush, if you are too, you can be the best,
But the aim is aimless, I don't think that this is what makes you happy
The heart is lonely, if it closes itself into a trap
I can help you if you felt it would rather fly
Your wonderful world that blazed of love,
Has turned into black-and-white
Where is that girl today, would she get in a Ferrari,
The one who dreamt with me ?
It's only a nice illusion, a calling word to your soul,
Cool new clothes and a bank account await you,
Why would it be nice to live like that ?
A false-sounding illusion, a calling word to your soul,
The desire leaves you, as all friends
If your heart is too cheap.
It's only a nice illusion, a calling word to your soul,
Cool new clothes and a bank account await you,
Why would it be nice to live like that ?
A false-sounding illusion, a calling word to your soul,
The desire leaves you, as all friends
If your heart is too cheap.