Your words are like an evening That covers everything with gold They are almost like the stories That my mother told When she wanted me to sleep When she wanted me to dream But I've always had the feeling Things ain't what they seem The one I want to be I can't see The one I want to be I can't see The one I want to be I can't see me Don't try to run away Don't try to be a refugee Times could be harder Don't you agree? You have to face the facts You can't leave everything behind Open your eyes See what you find The one... The one...