Waiting in silence
On through the darkness:
Maybe the noise
Will end someday!

Laughing and screaming
Without a meaning,
Maybe the wolves
Will run, run away!

Bridge: None of my dreams was made for sale !
They belong to me-
I’ve got no words and songs for sale !
‘cos they’are one with me!

Refr. Take my songs for your heart
Take my dreams and my art
Voices and silence and dreams

Dreams of songs and words for you, just stick to thunderground !

Need a choice
Or need a true voice?
Stay around
‘cos we’ll be there !

We need your hearts,
Your endless devotion,
We need to know
You’re there and you care!