Текст песни «Music»

When I was a young boy I had no aim Neither experience It wasn’t a shame Most of the time It satisfied me But some day I realized Music is like a rising sun Times are now changing And memory fades I gaze at the photos A look in the haze You cannot imagine How many friends I’ve lost It’s much too late For calling them back Music is like sunrise for me It’s joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It’s like comin’ home I was always insecure Sometimes I still am But I made up my mind now And look here I stand I ask myself sometimes «Is it all worth it?» To fly over mountains Makes you fall down again But music is like sunrise for me It’s joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It’s like comin’ home