I open my eyes
and it happened again
just one more day
being wasted

Cause I think about
the stories I lived
alone, by myself
they call them dreams
but I'm not sure about that

(Maybe my dream is to keep dreaming again and again
am I the only one who feel this way?)

I still believe

Do those dreams mean a thing
in a different point of view
so many emotions during the night
I can't explain while I'm staring at the sky
every time I lie down
is a different story
maybe I'll find the answers while I sleep

(Maybe my dream is to keep dreaming again and again
am I the only one who feel this way?
why can't I share them to the world
and pretend I'm alright
why do I keep forgeting all these stories?)

I still believe
that someday my dreams will leave me alone
I still believe
that they will fade and become unknown

I still believe
in all the answers life is about to give me
I still believe
in a place where they can't haunt me