“Find me in words
That has not been written
In songs,
Yet to be sung

In an empty sea,
Or the brightest moon
Or the gloomiest sun

Because yeu will not find me
Like yeu find other people
I paint my soul in dreams
I live for the person i have never been

Though life is quite simple
When yeu want to understand it simply

I am here
Waiting for doors to open in the sky
I am here
Waiting for doors to open in the sky”