Nobody sees what it is blowing in the wind in this world
It is all monochrome, impossible to tell black from white
Though I try to paint it up, all the colors never take hold
I don’t even feel alive, stuck in the middle of it all

I’ve had enough
I have a goal I want to reach though it is far
But this is my world, and I want to hold it dear with all my feelings
On the canvas of my dreams I will continue to remain
To see what’s burning in my heart play out, my own story

While a silver platter is so well and truly meaningless
I stand scared of losing the pieces of the puzzle I have
But then the freezing night finally begins to thaw
And reaches out to me with a new dawn

That is enough
I have a goal I want to reach though it is far
I will accept it all and hold it dear together with all my tears
On the canvas of my dreams, what truly gives it all meaning
Is freely painting on the skies above my own story

And so the freezing night finally beings to thaw
And reaches out to me with a new dawn

This is enough
I have a goal I want to reach though it is far
And this is my world, it is wrapped up together with all my words
On the canvas of my dreams, which I will continue to paint
In the same colors burning within my heart now

It may be all too weak and frail, it may even crumble and fail
My mind’s desire still takes flight toward all eternity
It will resonate with and dye the future in my own palette