Every day it's the same thing
You live outside yourself
Days get greyer and greyer
You miss your life
But there's still a voice inside your head
It's the lost child.
It's the lost child.
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive
Sometimes there is a lull and you can hear him
The child who plays with dreams.
You cannot find the words of your own story : it's time to wake up
Light's never far away when you know
Where's the lost child
Where's the lost child
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive
There's a child inside your head
He's waiting for you
You have to shake him
You have to move him
To make him alive