When I was a young boy, I had no aim Neither experience, it wasn't a shame Most of the time it satisfied me But some day I realized, music is like a rising sun Times are now changing and memory fades I gaze at the photos, a look in the haze You cannot imagine how many friends I've lostIt's much too late for calling them back Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home I was always insecure, sometimes I still am But I made up my mind now and look here I standI ask myself sometimes, is it all worth it? To fly over mountains makes you fall down again But music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home
When I was a young boy, I had no aim Neither experience, it wasn't a shame Most of the time it satisfied me But some day I realized, music is like a rising sun Times are now changing and memory fades I gaze at the photos, a look in the haze You cannot imagine how many friends I've lostIt's much too late for calling them back Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home I was always insecure, sometimes I still am But I made up my mind now and look here I standI ask myself sometimes, is it all worth it? To fly over mountains makes you fall down again But music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me It's like coming home
