Through the night
When I'm supposed to be sleeping I'm dreaming what elsewhere might be
And every day, when I wish that I was dreaming I'm fleeing my anxieties
Don't worry if the moments gonna last
The present's just the overlapping of the future and the past
Your story could be already over
Maybe we'll see tomorrow
But when the clock strikes twelve the truth comes to kiss me in a white light
Saying My fate is to be who I am and to be who I will be
When the clock strikes twelve the truth falls upon me in a white light
Saying my doom is to be who i am and to be who I must be
But when the clock strikes twelve I know the tides have changed
And that it's time to decide for myself
Who I am