Why Are We Here?
When the stars are gone forever and planets are turned into dustIt's a good escape to lie in the hazeIn the past I found the answer in music and drinking and lustWaiting for the end and counting the days
But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror diesAnd I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes
Why are we here?Maybe you hold the answerWhy are we here?Maybe you hold the answer
When the sky is dark and winter has hidden the city in snowI remember summer's not far awayAnd it seems the days are shorter and hours are passing so slowIt's a nice escape to roll in the hay
But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror diesAnd I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes
Why are we here?Maybe you hold the answerWhy are we here?Maybe you hold the answer