I'm just sitting and staring,
how my life passes by.
Hoping I'm not dying,
if I had wings I could fly.

I'm waiting for the freedom,
The thing that I'm afraid.
Heaven, is it a kingdom?
I saw that, and I paid...

...Life, is it a game?
I don't know how to play.
Death and life, isn't it same?
See how the sky is turning gray!

If you could tell,
tell me all these rules,
Those what make life wide.
Because I'm tired to hide.