On my way...
A silver moon is shining,
My ship is on it's way.
I don't know if I'm hiding
And what's the game that I play.
The night is sending a promise,
The stars are wishing me luck,
And I believe that the captain
Will steer us out of the dark.
Out of the dark,
Out of the dark,
There's no doubt.
So, I wait for the spark.
Between the right and wrong there's a gap,
And that is where the truth lies, they say.
No matter what, I won't give up
And search until the end of my days.
The silver moon is setting,
My ship's approaching the sun,
And the captain is getting,
That the trip soon will be done.
Well, the morning is crying
This ship was built for dark nights.
I agree, so I'm trying
To get out of the light.
Out of the light,
Out of the light,
But it's my pride
That won't let me hide.
Between the right and wrong there's a gap,
And that is where the truth lies, they say.
No matter what, I won't give up
And search until the end of my days.
A silver moon is shining,
My ship's again on it's way.
Now, I know I ain't hiding,
And what's the game that I play.
It never had a beginning,
And the end can't be seen.
But it's my life that I'm living.
And I'm that captain, that moon and that sea.
The night is sending a promise,
The stars are wishing me luck.
But at the end of the day...
At the end of the day I'm singing:
Between the right and wrong there's a gap,
And that is where the truth lies, they say.
No matter what, I won't give up
And search until the end of my days.
On my way...
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