She runs to the river
Runs to the sea
And screams her doubt
No dreaming at all
And poor is her life
Not losing itself
Nothing wrong with that
Without understanding at all
I saw
But I never dreamt
I saw
But I never dreamt
And if one day will be
To everyone else
Then my own, own will
Won't matter at all
I saw
But I never dreamt
I saw
But I never