Crore
all
foreign
But there is no way out,
I see the same people,
I go the same places,
Out there is no land, I want to go.
Here I just walk in a circle.
I walk in a circle.
I walk in a circle.
I have a thought that follows.
It leads me to freedom.
I know,
that maybe we can help each other.
But both take fire,
I blow everything,
I do not want a war,
it is a fire,
Before a record is up, say stop!
I walk now in my own footsteps.
I walk in my own footsteps.
I walk in my own footsteps.
Footsteps.
I walk in my own footsteps.
Footsteps.
I walk in my own footsteps.
When you just get away,
take a little breath,
New place,
new people,
for a flow.
Los Angeles,
New York,
San Francisco,
travel a little around,
The power of the child is great,
nothing happens.
I walk in my own footsteps.
I walk in
my own footsteps.
I walk in my own footsteps.