Gala *1999

I pass through noise and silence, I walk alone
It's a beautiful day, it's raining and it's cold
Reflected on to the wet pavement, can you see what I see?
The trembling image of my eyes that are still free

And they say silver, I choose gold
I'm not afraid to be alone
Someone will judge his gentle soul
Let the boy cry and he will know

You're always waiting for somebody and you don't like yourself
They made you change, do you remember when you were someone else
Soldiers and dolls won't give away my childhood dreams
I was a pirate, I conquered, and I sailed free