Sometimes the river flows but nothing breathes.
A train arrives but never leaves.
It\'s a shame.
Oh life like love that walks out of the door.
Of being rich or being poor.
Such a shame.
But it\'s then, then that faith arrives.
To make you feel at least alive.
And that\'s why you should keep on aiming high.
Just seek yourself and you will find
You\'ve got to search for the hero inside yourself.
Search for the secrets you hide.
Search for the hero inside yourself.
Until you find the key to your life.
In this life long and hard though it may seem
Live it as you\'d live a dream.
Aim so high.
Just keep the flame of truth burning bright.
The missing treasure you must find.
Because you and only you alone.
Can build a bridge across the stream.
Weave your spell in life\'s rich tapestry.
Your passport to a feel supreme.
Chorus.