Silver Into Gold

Constantly I am wondering Why everybody's pitting, patting, pampering Grinning and continuing This lousy flouzy certain thing of wanting to be the King who everbody's following and everyone's admiring Asking question after question did they not learn a lesson Every second is a blessing But they start obsessing and also messing Stop to caressing WWho they could become That they could be the one You try to hold on to this certain one You sigh you feel like you're the only one Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong It's fine it's fine It seems quite hard to treat life with regard Only if you fall apart, you crave a new start But it seems fair to only care Not about him, her or me Just who you want to be You try to hold on to this certain one You sigh you feel like you're the only one Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong It's fine it's fine You try to hold on to this certain one You sigh you feel like you're the only one Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong It's fine it's fine 'Cause you know the picture of your soul So pick your head up and go Just take it slow Let your feather soak Into the colour of growth Let it turn from silver into gold Hour after hour You seem to devour Your vision of their power They seem like a flower But there's nothing more sour Than a rose that lost its colour Don't care 'bout what you see Just who you want to be You try to hold on to this certain one You sigh you feel like you're the only one Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong It's fine it's fine Cause you know The picture of your soul So pick your head up and go Just take it slow Let your feather soak Into the colour of growth Let it turn from silver into gold Badada down Badada down