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
