Some days my heart breaks,
Even though the birds sing a song
Sometimes my heart is full of music
And then my soul sings along

Sometimes I feel like hugging;
Sometimes I need a hug
Sometimes I can’t stop loving,
Sometimes I need to be loved

Sometimes I’m fighting a battle
With a sword standing tall
Sometimes I need to rest,
With my heart close to my soul

Sometimes I’m flying high;
Sometimes I’m sinking deep
Sometimes I’m running fast,
Sometimes I have no words to speak

Sometimes I’m full of hope
Sometimes I’m drowning in despair
Sometimes I know where I’m heading
Sometimes I wish I was already there

Sometimes I long with peace
Sometimes I long with passion
This time I long with passion
Wishing I was already there…