w-inds.

I rise to the challenge over and over again
No matter how broken down I am, no matter how much pain I'm in
No more tears
In the end, the tears that are shed
Don't make for frustrating times
...They make for happy ones

Follow dreams is
By no means "realiable"
"Talent" is something so unclear
It can't be demonstrated right away

...I didn't go back to my home town
Without hurting anyone
But no guarantees can be made
When you're betting on tomorrow

I didn't start running toward my dreams
Just for myself
Reality is not sweet
Like I think it will be, but rather bitter
I should be a little bit more stronger
Today, than I was yesterday
No more tears
Always appearing to be strong
Softly pushing against my back

Not using up my strength
Comparing myself to someone else
Uncertain about my "self-confidence"
There are never any guarantees

...How many times have I
Given up, and packed my things?
But I couldn't make any excuses
To myself

No matter what kind of day today is, or no matter what the past was like
I'll imagine my dreams for tomorrow
Excepting, and overcoming
I'll certainly find a meaning
After the rain, the night will turn to day
The sky is endless
No more fears, limits are always
Weaknesses that are built up by a negative heart

I wonder if one day
I'll think lovingly of
These sorts of days
I'll be able to get my courage up, and tell my children about them
...I'll rise to the challenge over and over again
Just that much
No matter how broken down I am, no matter how broken down
No more tears
In the end, the tears that are shed
Don't make for frustrating times
...They make for happy ones