A Beautiful Syndrome

This voice i hear

That keep whispers in my ears

And that's why i leave

I've been chasing it for years

I, Cant, Stay

I just want to do it on my own

Flying 'way

I don't want no cure for my syndrome

Sun is shining

Clouds have a silver lining

All is coming, free fall

Life is beautiful strom

I, Can, Stay

I just want to do it on my own

Flying 'way

I don't want no cure for my syndrome

Once you walk on thousand lands

Soft in this dream

Some things came to never end

Once you walk on thousand lands

Soft in this dream

Some things came to never end

Once you walk on thousand lands

Soft in this dream

Some things came to never end

I, Can, Stay

I just want to do it on my own

Flying 'way

I don't want no cure for syndrome