Idioma Origen:
He was born with a six string
Not a shotgun in his hand
And he walked across the water
To reach the promised land
And he searched for the future
For the meaning of our lives
Hearing echo in the distance
Telling love's so hard to find
Catch the storm
Don't wait until the dawn
Catch the storm
No way to run no more to roam
Come back to me
I need your love so bad
Come back to me
Without you I feel so sad
So sad
There were endless days and nights
Where our love turned into ice
But the flame's inside still burnin'
Broken dreams in paradise
We called the eyes of the rainbow
To free us from our sins
We searched the night for all lost promises
A fight we couldn't win
Idioma Destino:
He was born with a six string
Not a shotgun in his hand
And he walked across the water
To reach the promised land
And he searched for the future
For the meaning of our lives
Hearing echo in the distance
Telling love's so hard to find
Catch the storm
Don't wait until the dawn
Catch the storm
No way to run no more to roam
Come back to me
I need your love so bad
Come back to me
Without you I feel so sad
So sad
There were endless days and nights
Where our love turned into ice
But the flame's inside still burnin'
Broken dreams in paradise
We called the eyes of the rainbow
To free us from our sins
We searched the night for all lost promises
A fight we couldn't win