Speak to yourself
And you dream of someone else
Theese walls are yours alone
So free yourself, tonight
Troubles are made of gold
Trying to wake you up
And troubles are made of gold
Wake up one more time
I will hold your hand
You stand all alone
Feel left on your own
The worries of you gone
So free yourself tonight
Troubles are made of gold
Trying to wake you up
Troubles are made fo gold
Wake up one more time
I will hold your hand
