The burning desire to live and roam free
It shines in the dark
And it grows within me
You're holding my hand but you don't understand
So where I am going, you won't be in the end
I'm dreaming in colors
Of getting the chance
Of dreaming of trying the perfect romance
The search of the door to open your mind
In search of the cure of mankind
Help us we're drowning
So close up inside
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
Why does it have to kill the idea of who we are?