Paroles de Trying To Be

I'll reach you where the river flows I'm on my way Leave you from, the road of words, starts to dry Trying to be I start to walk on empty streets Washing my soul But never I'll go back on time To find the ghosts against my head That pulls me down, oh Dry your soul, face the sun And travel into these desert ways Take a walk against the sands of time And pull the trigger again I'll reach the rain on desert plains I'm on my way Lead the clouds to dry the day, on empty streets Watching my goals But I will go back on time to face the ghosts That always pulls me down, oh Dry your soul, face the sun And travel into these desert ways Take a rest on the winds of time Believe on your way