I´ve been thinking about my young days   It´s not that I´m feeling older   I´ve been missing my happy times   It´s not that I´m getting sad      I was thinking when I used to joke   But it´s not the way I am today   I was wondering the taste of freedom   Cos´ I conceive, this ain´t a desease      I keep walking throughout this aimless way   Head in mess don´t get you anywhere      I´ve been thinking about my best friends   Am I still the best for them   I am imagin´ out my pretty dreams   They are not the same, gotta change it anyway      I keep walking through this aimless way   Head in mess don´t get you anywhere      But I keep breathing, I keep trusting      Trying to get up my eyes   Can´t ya see, there´re many ways   Gonna start it all over again   Cos´ I found my faith in me again      Now I´m walking through this weald way   Head in hand can get you anywhere      Nothing is so wrong that you can´t hold   Nothing is so bad that you can´t love...