Lyric

What’s on your face

When you’re looking for what you should have had ?

What’s from your mouth

When the set you play on looks so bad ?

What’s on your shoulders

When you know you should have got the wings to fly ?

What’s from your heart

When your regrets start to tell a lie ?

What you wanted to What you hoped to

What you wished to do

It was just your imagination

You could’t take it out of your mind

Where you were going Where you are aiming

Where you were dreaming, too

Hunting somewhere without a map

It was treasure you couldn’t find

What’s on your face

When you’re looking for what you should have had ?

What’s from your mouth

When the set you play on looks so bad ?

What’s on your shoulders

When you know you should have got the wings to fly ?

What’s from your heart

When your regrets start to tell a lie ?

Are you sighing ? Are you lying ? Are you dying here ?

Just a product of your imagination

You better get it out of your mind

Are you walking ? Are you running ? Are you flying from here ?

History is never made without a hitch

The pleasure paradox you will find

When you need a sword Strike the iron while it’s hot

When you have an arrow Make the bow sturdy and flexible

When you want a chance to conquer

You can’t blame it on the stars

To conquer You can’t blame it on the stars [x2]