Paroles de Chateu D'IF

She freezes me with her saphire eyes that sould rarely contain fire What will you do with your life now? Turn to my shoes and you ask how far-fetched a dream forms a fantasy Slipping away like the life in me This town is building a dungeon that I could never escape With failure making the mortar these circumstances are chains Relight the candle: My outlook changes are made deep in my book What will you do at the cross roads Take every road but hte way home Consequently I can't go back now Everything I own is in my hands now This town is building a dungeon But I have planned an escape Success is breaking the mortar These circumstances can wait