The spirit of the notion 
Is cold but immature 
Starting of an endless scheme 
The day defines your role 

Waiting for the morning light 
But you don’t dare to hope 
Drifting to the innocence 
But you don’t care at all 

It’s hard not to surrender 
The scheme is what you suppose 
Breaking through some endless walls 
The day defines your role 

Waiting for the morning light 
But you don’t dare to hope 
Drifting to the innocence 
But you don’t care at all 
Waiting for the morning light 
But you don’t dare to hope 
Drifting to the innocence 
But you don’t care at all