My heart was opened only ones.
And key is lost,
And time is gone.
I don't believe in forecasts.
Let it be wind.
Let it be storm.
My mind is free,
My thoughts are clean.
But I don't know
Where to go.
What I have left?
The plan? The dream?
And anytime
I feel just sore.
The time to feel.
The time to think.
My way is burning like a star,
The dust surrounds everything.
The time to think,
To turn a page
And make step out
Of a cage.