I walked pass the sea glancing at the silhouette
wheater the storm ignore all the poverties
lucky that I'm okay
and i looked at the girl see the colour in her eyes
frightful with rage
she endured so many lies
lucky I'm still alive

She remindes me of my child
lucking a joyful face
a spirit is cruzifying
all of her innergrace

bang bang bang on the door
see them knocking see them fall
cant you hear a child voice call

I tried to imagine what she is going through
send tears down my cheak
heared all the misery
lucky that she's alive
she begins to explain i'm not responsible
it makes me feel guilty
but it's not exceptable
no it's not true what she said

will i ever understand that universe she's living in
i'm happy on my way back home
that i met her in my life