No never will I roam, for I know my place is home. Where the ocean meets the sky, I'll be sailing.

Why is my heart so frail Like a ship without a sail? Out on the ocean, Sailors can use a chart. I'm on the ocean Guided by just a lonely heart. Still alone, still at sea, Still there's no one to care for me. When there's no hand to hold my hand, Life is a loveless tale For a ship without a sail.

I still remember the world From the eyes of a child, Slowly those feelings Were clouded by what I know now... Where has my heart gone? An uneven trade for the real world... Oh I, I want to go back to Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all.

— Я знаю, где самое безопасное место на свете. — Где? — За вашей спиной.