Gentle Change - Angra

I see the stars in your eyes

Portraying my face in the future

Nice is the weather outside

But I’ll stay at home

Oh!

Waiting for the rain…

Memories of when we were young

Wishing so bad to be older

Now you may look to the past

The only way forward

…Lighting up another cigarette

Playing cool while cracking up inside

Saying hi to people’s like saying goodbye

Laughing, but wishing to cry

Gentle change of tides

Upcoming days

Oh, the spirits of a new horizon fall

Into old dreams

Standing here howling at the storm

Shouting how life could be perfect

Well, then the walls have to fall

To start it again

Gentle change of tides

Upcoming days

Oh, the spirits of a new horizon fall

Into old dreams

Far away from sights

Oh, hidden in the maze

Oh, oh, spirits of a new horizon fall

Into old dreams