He's alone, no one comes to talk
Watches on the schoolyards what others are doing
He listens, they shout at him
He would like to speak but puts his hand in front of his mouth
Cigarette gang's guys laugh and point
As they walk past, they might kick him on the legs
It's just better to be invisible and quiet
And never get involved in that race
When he walks to the stairway of the house
Deep inside his heart is hurting
Dad is already drunk, mom is nowhere to be seen
Can't give up, has to keep going
Tears run down his face, doesn't understand his destiny
Something deep inside soon breaks
So many questions
But nobody is giving answers
In the corner of the room, he asks God:
Chorus (2x):
"Where is heaven, where is God?
When the herd's not moving from its place?
Where is the king who will release us?"
He sneaks out the window so that father doesn't see
Even if he never sees him again, he will not miss him
Now it's time for everyone else to pay the scars
The backpack is packed for the journey
Has no friends, but has a pen and paper
He just wants that someone would understand better
Attaches a note on the railing
Climbs on the rail, jumps, and the current swallows
Then it hits, the phone rings
Mom answers and collapses
So many questions
But nobody is giving the answers
Down on her knees, she asks God:
Chorus (3x)