(music :s_geravini lyrics :p_patruno) In a way the dreams are satisfied I can't stand in a corner apart In a way my spirits wants to rise I can't stand in a corner tonight I'm afraid, the walls are raping me And screaming I just hide what I fell In the rain I'm looking for a light Toward which I could fly Free, I want to be free The chance will come Without a scheme My wild will thrives What is the day? The ground where ride? The way I'm chasing for a long time? In a way the scene must be clear The fog doesn't prevent what I can hear In a way I need to put into gear And try to sell one's life dear I'm afraid, the car is driving me It often goes into a veer On the bend, where I'm searching for a sign That could show me my aim Free, I want to be free The chance will come Without a scheme My wild will thrives What is the day? The ground where ride? The way I'm chasing for a long time? Foolishness keeps going round, crowding me Spread false values and your dity truth How long do these chains hold out? Free, I want to be free The chance will come Without a scheme My wild will thrives What is the day? The ground where ride? The way I'm chasing for a long time? Free, I want to be free The chance will come Without a scheme My wild will thrives What is the day? The ground where ride? The way I'm chasing for a long time?