In the moonlight, the shadow marks the night As real as the pain buried in my veins Ocean storm, marking a huge change As real as the summer rainThousands of dawn's to see this Is it another chance to be the same? A voice is whispering in my head It seems mineIn your heart There's gold inside Cry of freedom Beneath the light I can Not be the same, anymore If I could feel Would you make it real?Then I come back, to see how evil I could be Erasing my own misery And the ocean storm, again, proved that it is huge As I want to be, if I do believe!In your heart There's gold inside Cry of freedom Beneath the light I can Not be the same, anymore If I could feel Would you make it real?
