Music

When I was a young boy I had no aim Neither experience it wasn't a shame Most of the time it satisfied me But some day I realized music is like a rising sun Times are now changing and memory fades I gaze at the photos a look in the haze You cannot imagine how many friends I've lost It's much too late for calling them back Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me it's like coming home I was always insecure sometimes I still am But I made up my mind now and look here I stand I ask myself sometimes Is it all worth it To fly over mountains makes you fall down again But music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me it's like coming home Music is like sunrise for me It's joyful like a trip in a time machine Music is like sunrise for me it's like coming home