What was in my head?
Finally that day has come
Nothing seems wrong
We won't fall, instead...
I'll sing to you a singing song
Where nothing seems wrong

Nothing seems wrong
Nothing seems wrong
See the warm is great
Nothing seems wrong

I tought it was the end
I tought tomorrow would never come
I tought my life had gone
But thinking back again
Nor all the time is "said and done"
Now nothing seems wrong

Nothing seems wrong
Nothing seems wrong
See the war is dead
Nothing seems wrong