Everybody has a hidden story You can try to reset But it just won't come back Everybody needs a hidden story Can you cope with the fact? So cover up Give it a shape, rearrange Did you change what your memory unveils? Sometimes we chase another trace Of the fiction we paint in our tales
Everybody dreams a hidden story That you thought you reset Never thought it would come back Everybody hides a hidden story We can't cope with the facts So cover up and give it a shape Rearrange, need to change So your memory won't feel And so you can chase another trace Of the truth you erased in your tale
Who do you think you are? Light from a dying star, star
Everybody wants a different story From the one that they have But we just can't go back Everybody hates their hidden story But we can cope with the facts Don't cover up and show me your shape Do refrain, do not change Except that memory fails Don't need to chase another trace Truth can be hidden in tales
Who do you think you are? Light from a dying star, star