Living a tale I paint with lies
My wings, my days, my life
For a hope still clear in blind eyes
My wings, my days, my life
For a hope still clear in blind eyes
You were like me
Broken, alone, like in a fantasy
I thought I found my world
But fairytale ends
Like midsummer rains
Leaving me in this real alone
I’ve seen souls in ruins
I’ve known deep pain
Nights of the fall of all doings
And tears falling again
Flying high I felt the light
So deep inside
It lived and burnt and died
To rise again in time
You were like me
Alone and torn, like a bitter memory
I thought it was the way of dreams
A path of hope
But all tales have their end
Rainbow will shine after another rain
Once we’ll come home
Again…
You were like me, when I saw you at first
Lost, broken and burnt
Live another life once to return