Everything shows me a way
But that bloody thread of hope
Leads me into the other one
The one that seems not to be right
The one that will bring only dispair and pain
The one I would love if it was to be true
But it doesn’t seem to be though.
What kills me is not the answers I never get
It’s that bloody thread of hope
Which keeps dragging me into the opposite direction
Telling me I still can dream.