Help me...
I steal, from the past, my childhood dreams
And I hide them behind an justification.
Excuses, and all excuses are good...
I steal, from the night, my deepest dreams;
It gives me greater pleasure, so I hide them even deeper...
Like this... I cannot remember myself like this!
Rainbow of shadows...
Then I run, I run and run
While empty handed,
Only guilty of never having really sinned.
I run with my heart stuck in my throat,
Only guilty of the things that I have never lived.
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Help me...!
I steal, from the silence, the echo of a voice
And I project it against the soft reverberation of light.
I sing, as now I'm truly happy...
I steal, from life, a little spark of love
Which always gets tangled somewhere inside my heart...
I love, but love is uncommon...
Rainbow of shadows...
Then I start running around the labyrinth
Of my own emotions,
And I start falling into the abyss of self-doubt.
As I run, another lie makes me slip and fall
And, like truth itself, I'm left completely naked.
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Help me...!