The streets of Milan call my name (Calling, calling) Yet every turn feels just the same Concrete jungles, no space to rest Chasing shadows, I’m feeling stressed A restless heart, a weary soul Searching for a life that feels whole No room to park, no peace to find These endless circles steal my time The morning breaks before I rise Dreams fade beneath the crimson skies The office towers rise so high Yet down below, no place to lie (Down below) My mornings start with heavy sighs A silent war beneath the skies Lost in this maze of stone and glass (Dreams slipping, slipping) I count the hours as they pass Time feels still, yet rushes away Another fight, another day A restless heart, a weary soul (Weary soul) Seeking the calm that makes me whole No room to park, no peace to find These endless circles steal my time The morning breaks before I rise Dreams fade beneath the crimson skies (Oh-oh-oh…) Will I find the way to peace Or will this chase never cease Where beauty meets chaos, here I stand (Holding, holding) Longing for solace in this land Beneath the spires and endless blue I’ll fight to find my space, it’s true Still I rise as the sun does too (Wake, wake) Facing this life with something new The fight within, it keeps me strong I’ll make my way where I belong (Oh-oh, ah-ah, oh…) [Strings swell dramatically, hinting at hope] No room to park, no peace to find These endless circles steal my time The morning breaks before I rise Dreams fade beneath the crimson skies The echoes fade, the streets grow still (Still, still…) But deep inside, I feel the will] To rise again and find my way And greet the dawn of a brighter day