I like walking I like talking To myself About nothing. My heart is not a target It's so hard to love it I hardly can trust now It's just a star dust around. I dream about perfect world I want believe in every word Where I'm protected by the law So my heart is Utopia... I like thinking I like dreaming About us In perfect world. My soul is still aching My cure is a new sunrise And nature seems awaken On my way to paradise. Being strong is too hard You can whisper with your god You may ask him for years Where's my Utopia.