the sun strikes from the place we used to go
i should have known
maybe i should get my heart back
from the bird that had already flown
you cried me a river
let me cry you an ocean
if you bring my heart back someday
the sun will follow
returning to the mountains
back to the path of problems
can it be worth it
will the silvertree turn golden

still i try to keep on trying
i try to keep on climbing back to the view
and how it's gonna be?
gotta clear my eyes and see
on the top it can be cold
gotta face the real life (alone)

these days are so different
from everything i used to know
the changes are big
but the chances are bigger
i've gotta clear my eyes and see
i've just gotta clear my eyes and see yeah
on the top it can be cold
but you've gotta face the real life