"Why do dreams begin as I wake up... as I wake up...
As I wake up, the sun feels cold.
It doesn't dry the tears of long night,
when I was dreaming of true love,
when you were with me, smiling so bright.
I see mirages through thin air.
I gasp for hope as I am falling.
I wait for voice to call my name,
but all I hear is echo calling.
I traveled long, I traveled far.
The years and distance are my shadows.
I'm weathered, but time makes me run.
And I go on, forgetting my woes.
If nothing is what it seems, why do I follow...
Why do I follow the time... why do I follow the sun...
How does this fire burns in the land of rains...
How is this heart so cold, being scorched by the sun...
Why do I dream as I wake up..... as I wake up...
As from daydreaming I wake up,
I felt that happiness was near me.
I felt it bringing me to life,
but I realized no one was with me.
I hope you are dreaming of me.
That is my only consolation.
As nothing else eases my pain,
as nothing else brings me temptation.
Please know that I believe in you,
as weakened soul believes in mere fate.
And as blind faith runs through my veins,
I understand I might be too late."