Cross the bridge – go downtown   then cross your heart – and you will find   a story never told-a reason to grow old      Firescathes were torn down   And burning hearts were left inside to hear    This vicious sound    And they burn down to the ground      Still don´t know is this for real   still my heart can always heal   still don´t know is this for real   when colours they seem to fade   when I´m around      Neighbours never reckognize   the guy upstairs with no disguise   he´s see-through – as it seems   but I know he´s in my dreams   I wish that I could go with him   and feel the strenght he has within   and make him understand   that I don´t know what is planned      Still don´t know is this for real   still my heart can always heal   still don´t know is this for real   when colours they seem to fade   when I´m around      and now I´ve seen his footprints on the ground   across the bridge and down the street in downtown   still don´t know is this for real   still my heart can always heal   still don´t know is this for real   when colours they seem to fade when I´m around      across the bridge and down the street in downtown