1. When the music found me, I was not ready - I thought I had - another calling
But those who loved me opened my ears - and the first drop started falling
Then the bass found me, must have been meant to be – though I pursued a different game
But then one day I picked it up again - and that was the day that the rain came
Ch. With eyes open, I can look around -
(only) When I close them, I can be found
Behind the rain, the sun is clear
Perhaps a ray will find its way here …
2.
Once I lost myself, in ambition - And only with the knowing
That it must be engrained in passion - then the river started flowing
When I stop thinking, I start to melt - I burst into rain - and shiver
More a channel than a player - and I can drink from the river
Ch.
With eyes open, I can look around -
(only) When I close them, I can be found
Behind the rain, the sun is clear
Perhaps a ray will find its way here …
b.
When I stopped pressing on too hard
It was like I touched the face of God
3.
No more resistance, no more fight - Only certainty
I learned like rain to let it go - That’s how I found my melody!
That’s how I found - my melody!