Fairytales of the world, I have listened for colors and life. Strange things I've been told, But I can't see the other side. So much knowledge in liars, But unknown is the truth. I search something beautiful for me. I'll find a way to be free! I am coming to take your hand, I'll tell you stories without end, You are too weak to see the end And emotional, afraid! I am too weak to see the end, And emotional, afraid. Come and take my hand... Tell me stories without end. So many places in my mind... So many places in my dreams.... I seek sympathy, sympathy for me. I'll find a way...I'll find a way to be free! Why don't you explain to me the way you think? Why I never manage to show you: who am I? Perfect time; the moments with you... Perfect it feels to be alone. Come and take my hand And tell me baby stories without end. I'm too weak to see...I'm too weak to see the end. Come and take my hand Tell me stories without end.