Lost in the storm, facing a wild wind
Leaving marks on my skin
I've been wandering, for a few moons
In the same worn out and empty rooms
Ouh, this pouring rain
On my face, reminds me the coldness of this place
Since I was a young boy, all I've ever done
Was wandering for something, for something gone
Does it make me an aimless wanderer?
No, I don't want to be an aimless wanderer
(Break)
My heart grows cold, feeding my greed and my pride
I would like to rise, my arms into the sky
But I can't do it, my hands are tied
Maybe over the time, my cheeks will dry
Oh, this pouring rain
On my face reminds me the coldness of this place
Since I was a young boy, all I've ever done
Was wandering for something, for something gone
Does it make me an aimless wanderer?
No, I don't want to be an aimless wanderer
(All I've ever done, ...for something gone)
Since I was a young boy, all I've ever done
Was wandering for something, for something gone
Does it make me an aimless wanderer?
No, I don't want to be an aimless wanderer
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
