Four cold winters
I ve been walking
with unknown destination
divide and substraction
and I ve been thinking
about the seasons of my mind
Now let work my piece of mind
Let me walk the path I find
So cold and I was shivering
Keepin myself away from me
Like a bird
with broken wings
turning head here and there
looking n waiting for the danger
The dreams are born
one after another
trying to fulfill each
some are to sucess
some are to turn
and I ve been thinking
the seasons of my mind
and I ve been thinking
the wheel s still spinning
