Songtext von Chase The Wind

They made you your own creator And gave to you a pot of gold You found yourself Caught in the mysteries Cause on your own life it's cold And the tears are running freely You cry yourself to see the ( plan ? ) Will you spend all your lifetime Trying to chase the wind Been with you Most of your lifetime The smile you lost Gave you no disgrace Futile dreams of the great disaster Hardships of the whole human race Came at you Right of the shadows Broke your heart ( ? ) soul Sinking fast Drowning in the waters Losing ground Nothing left to hold Spend your life Cold and lonely donjon Strenght your face another again Will you spend all your lifetime Trying to chase the wind Live your life Cold and lonely donjon Strenght the face another again Will you spend all your lifetime Trying to chase the wind