Too many ways, too many sides
Too many words, too many dreams
Too many lows, too many highs
Too many things we wanna know
Why do we sing, why do we dance
Why do we stay, why do we go on
Why do we cry, why do we smile
So many things we wanna know
He/She became a father/mother of many children
And to others he/she gave his love away
And took them in a world in a trouble
He/She became single day by day
When do we know, when do we see
When things are right
When things are wrong
That's why we sing to find ourselves
So many things we wanna know
