The burning desire to live and roam free
It shines in the dark and it grows within me
You're holding my hand, but you don't understand
So where I am going, you won't be in the end
I'm dreaming in colors of getting the chance
Dreaming of trying the perfect romance
In search of the door to open your mind
In search of the cure of mankind
Help us we're drowning so close up inside...
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
How will the lights die down telling us who we are?
I'm searching for answers not given for free
You're hurting inside is there life within me?
You're holding my hand but you don't understand
So you're taking the road all alone in the end
I'm dreaming in colors, no boundaries are there
I'm dreaming the dream and I'll sing to share
In search up the door to open your mind
In search of the cure of mankind
Help us we're drowning so close up inside...
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
How will the lights die down telling us who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
How will the lights die down telling us who we are?
Why does it rain?
