I feel the wind from a different season and I think
What kind of look right now should I have on my face

Convenient excuses I cast like a spell
Just waiting to wake up from this horrible dream
I blame myself for that but in the end
I'm just trying to make myself feel better

Is this what I imagined back then my life to be
The end will it come in a way that I wish for

The light that hits me
Creates hope and despair for me and the
Light that hits me
Shows me that I have these two roads
So inside the shadow of today I rather place
A flower and I'll say farewell

These ideals that are kept carefully
Are easily be lost and turned into the past
But when a friend's voice passes through the mind
It will stop any kind of rain
It will lead me to the next new door

So is this, what I imagined back then my life to be
The end will it come in a way that I am wishing for

The wind from a different season is no longer here
Inside I feel a new breath of life satisfying me