Ways — cold dirty streets
Ways — lost dreams and no chance to rise.
Ways — ending with dark closed gates.
Ways — bordered by unknown shades.
Ways — one of them leads to you.
Ways — and at the end there is you.
You — you are the way I need.
You — you are my way I believe.
Look in my face
And you’ll find your name
Centuries I’ve been waiting.
Show me the way
Into the heart of time
Where our song was born.
You — you open all closed gates.
You — you drive away all shades.
You — you are all days all nights.
You — you are all questions all replies.