The hidden law
That's what I am looking for
Co-incidence
Or should I call it fate
I'm searching round
To pick the piece of me I dropped
It's still smoldering
The heat is burming my skin
Hey man can you hear me
Nobody wants to sing my song
Nobody wants to be my guide
Nobody wants to help me out
Nowhere I can run and hide
Nobody wants to take my hands
But I wanna take your hands
Yes I wanna take your hands
Turn me inside out
Treasure boxes are all sealed
Need to understand
Before I ruin everything
The hidden law
Searching for a scrap of evidence
Don't count me in
I'm not the part of the scheme
Hey man can you here me
Nobody wants to sing my song
Nobody wants to be my guide
Nobody wants to help me out
Nowhere I can run and hide
Nobody wants to take my hands
But I wanna take your hands
Yes I wanna take your hands
I turn my head to look back at the way I've run here
Lights behind me are off and I can see nothing
All right here I go
Wind at my back Time to start now
Nobody wants to sing my song
Nobody wants to be my guide
Nobody wants to help me out
Nowhere I can run and hide
Nobody wants to take my hands
But I wanna take your hands
Yes I wanna take your hands
Wannabies
None of us can help dreaming
Because a dream is what colors our lives
So we wish though it never comes true
Any time at any place
We're writing down a page of our story
Everyday is a new adventure
Hardship is also a part of the story
Close your eyes fast and you can become the one you wanna be
We wanna be We wanna be M.Jordan
We wanna be We wanna be Brad Pitt
We wanna be We wanna be Hiroshige
We are wannabies
Any time at any place
We're writing down a page of our story
Looking for the title of our own
Heading towards the new chapter ahead
Close your eyes and you can feel it
The way you wanna go is always right
We are just wannabies
We wanna be We wanna be J.Hendrix
We wanna be We wanna be Bruce Lee
We wanna be We wanna be A.Einstein
We are wannabies
and We are wannabies
We can dream it!
Any time at any place
There're people struggling to figure out
What is the point of being real out
What is the point of being original
Close your eyes and you can see it
Your name is on the cover of your book
You are self-titled
We wanna be We wanna be M.Jordan
We wanna be We wanna be Brad Pitt
We wanna be We wanna be Hiroshige
We are wannabies
We wanna be We wanna be J.Hendrix
We wanna be We wanna be Bruce Lee
We wanna be We wanna be A.Einstein
We are all wannabies