كلمات In This Storm

This speed, sound of old street All these figures are changing Passing cars, woods and this blowing wind Is taking me i don't know where to All i had to do these miles I had to go through In this storm i have to stop this engine I can't run from you This new sudden rain is dancing On the sreet of my mind These long streets and stops - are healing Becoming friends of my life This freedom must be built inside me This freedom must be built inside - me!!!