1983

It was in 1983

This year was not the first for me

But it was the first time that i realized

How beautiful music is

I was in love with kim wilde

To be a boy to be a child

I dived into the universe

And reached our heaven's bliss

Every morning i wake up it's the first thing that i met and that i hear

Every night before i sleep it's the last thing in my brain

It's global interisting; different kind around the planet earth

(its) inside it's worldwide but you got to hear

Looking for some harmonies that are living on the trees and in the seas

Looking for some noises that are waiting for it's discovery

There's no way, no chance to flee, there's no place on earth without a melody and

And sometimes i remember the days

Music in your own hand no fake and no failure

Music in your own mind will ever survive

Nowhere you can go without this companion

Nowhere you can go without open ears