I´ve been thinking about my young days
It´s not that I´m feeling older
I´ve been missing my happy times
It´s not that I´m getting sad

I was thinking when I used to joke
But it´s not the way I am today
I was wondering the taste of freedom
Cos´ I conceive, this ain´t a desease

I keep walking throughout this aimless way
Head in mess don´t get you anywhere

I´ve been thinking about my best friends
Am I still the best for them
I am imagin´ out my pretty dreams
They are not the same, gotta change it anyway

I keep walking through this aimless way
Head in mess don´t get you anywhere

But I keep breathing, I keep trusting

Trying to get up my eyes
Can´t ya see, there´re many ways
Gonna start it all over again
Cos´ I found my faith in me again

Now I´m walking through this weald way
Head in hand can get you anywhere

Nothing is so wrong that you can´t hold
Nothing is so bad that you can´t love...