Walking through dark streets,
the cold is looking for some
way to stroke my skin.

My body is shaking,
my knees are weak,
intense emotions

overflowing me...

I try to find myself,

I try to move on,
dont know where I am,
please carry me home...

I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,

please carry me home...

But I tell you whats

inside of me will never die,
will never die...


I try to find myself,
I try to move on,
dont know where I am,

please carry me home...
I try to find myself,
I try to move on,

dont know where I am,
please carry me home...


But I tell you whats
inside of me
will never die,

will never die....