When the stars are gone forever and planets are turned into dust It's a good escape to lie in the haze In the past I found the answer in music and drinking and lust Waiting for the end and counting the days But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror dies And I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes Why are we here? Maybe you hold the answer Why are we here? Maybe you hold the answer When the sky is dark and winter has hidden the city in snow I remember summer's not far away And it seems the days are shorter and hours are passing so slow It's a nice escape to roll in the hay But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror dies And I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes Why are we here? Maybe you hold the answer Why are we here? Maybe you hold the answer