There must be a border
I have to cross
A hidden frontier
To find my north
There must be a challenge
I have to accept
Pick up that gauntlet
And fight to the death

Maybe it’s a Christ
I’m looking for
Some unknown soldier
Who lost his war
The need to pray
Hurts more and more
I’ll always be knocking
At your door

There must be an answer
I haven’t found
Some piece of dirt
On solid ground
I look to the future
But live in the past
Could it be a question
I haven’t asked

These shades of colours
I have to apply
To something more
Than just this lie
A life of deceptions
And the fear of death
Without any meaning
Could be lying ahead

There must be an answer
I haven’t found
Some piece of dirt
On solid ground
I look to the future
But live in the past
Could it be a question
I haven’t asked

There must be an answer
There must be an answer

There must be an answer
I haven’t found
Some piece of dirt
On solid ground
I look to the future
But live in the past
Could it be a question
I haven’t asked