What is your father living for, what is your father working for
What does your mother do all the day, you never wanna be like them you say
But what do you want to be and what do you want from me
Well life is filled with things that you ca win or loose

We are involved in stormy visions, stormy visions
We are fighting for the lost positions, lost positions

But you will get no other choice, if you can't hear the inner voice
Which talks to you when you sleep, which walks with you when you creep
Which tries to send you little signs, which tries to help you all the time
Life is filled with secrets, which you cannot choose

We are involved in stormy visions, stormy visions
We are fighting for the lost positions, lost positions

Its gone be a hard, hard way, it's gone be a long long stay
We are involved in stormy visions, we are fighting for something we have lost