| As I walk along the lonely shore | 
| On life I’m wondering | 
| Don’t know why is it so hard to let go | 
| All that I believed | 
| Leave the child inside me on the road | 
| For the man I must become | 
| I hope I find the place where I belong | 
| The night is dark, I need to find | 
| A lighthouse on the coast | 
| It should lead me and it’s light my mind | 
| And drive away my ghosts | 
| I early learned the power of love | 
| But many times I’ve failed | 
| As I could free myself from all my chains | 
| As I could free myself from all my chains | 
| Here I go a castaway | 
| Try to turn my storm to silence | 
| Here I go against the dark to find the light | 
| Here I go against the rain | 
| To find my soaking soul asylum | 
| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart | 
| My prideful mind is always false to my pure and humble heart | 
| Always leads me to the wrong decision ‘till I fall apart | 
| Responsibility, it must win over happiness | 
| But my idealistic soul won’t acquiesce | 
| But my idealistic soul won’t acquiesce | 
| Here I go a castaway | 
| Try to turn my storm to silence | 
| Here I go against the dark to find the light | 
| Here I go against the rain | 
| To find my soaking soul asylum | 
| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart | 
| So I find myself in doubt | 
| But I’m holding on | 
| It’s a lifelong blackout | 
| But I’m holding on | 
| I feel I lost my route | 
| But I’m holding on | 
| Desperately I’m crying out | 
| That I’m holding on | 
| Here I go a castaway | 
| Try to turn my storm to silence | 
| Here I go against the dark to find the light | 
| Here I go against the rain | 
| To find my soaking soul asylum | 
| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart | 
| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart |