When I was a young boy I had no aim Neither experience It wasn№t a shame Most of the time It satisfied me But one day I realised Music is like a rising sun Times are now changing And memory fades I gaze at the photos A look in the haze You cannot imagine How many friends I№ve lost It№s much too late For calling them back Music is like sunrise for me It№s joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It№s like comin№ home I was always insecure Sometimes I still am But I made up my mind now And look here I stand I ask myself sometimes Is it all worth it ? To fly over mountains Makes you fall down again But music... (Solo)
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