My Secret Place کے بول

My secret place Traffic jams and daily grind Sleepless nights, I'm sick and tired When I'm about to lose my mind I drive away to get some fire In my secret place I'm dancing in the rain Barefoot and drunk of freedom Life is heating up inside me like a flame And I'm dancing to its rhythm In my secret place I'm singing in the rain So naive, enjoying freedom Life is heating up inside me like a flame And I'm singing to its rhythm Boring movies, lack of Sun Busy days, I'm sick and tired When I'm about to come undone I drive away to get inspired