what's it to walk on a silent road to be thirsty and wait for wait forwhat is it likeyou wake me up with a ray of light tell me a joke and if you don't knowone never mindcan't we just look atthe sunand live a lifetime in a ray like some butterfly it's not quite the samea lifetime in a day in which we learn to fly out of the cageand soonyousmell of summer likethe sound of your heart when you're runningto benothing in mindbutin this placein this placein this placethere's the law of the strongestbut we confusethe weak with the one thatmakes big mistakesand the strong with the perfectand live a lifetime in a daywe're like some butterflywe're like some butterflywe're like some butterflylife is not quite the samelife is not quite the samebut a lifetime in a dayin which we learn to fly out of this cageso what is the smell of summer likeand what is the sound of your heart when you're runningand you want to make outwar in the housewar in the houseTo be fearless like himTo have nothing in mind but plenty of spaceTeach me again, teach me againTeach me again, teach me againThe smell of summer like himThe sound of your heart when you're runningTo be fearless like himTo have nothing in mind but plenty of spaceTo have nothing in mind but plenty of spaceTeach me againTeach me againTeach me again, pleaseTeach me againTeach me again, pleaseTeach me againTeach me again