Tight jeans and green-grey eyes Heart made of pure gold Still searching a place to go and call her own Afraid of disappointments Trying to avoid the darkness And one day you realize what your made for You have to face it It could be, long way to make it It could take One hundred and fourty five Tries till you know who you are Sometimes you feel alive Sometimes you're falling There's always a way out Don't stop trying Still afraid of disappointments Trying to avoid the darkness Everything feels so pointless But don't you give up now You have to face it It could be, long way to make it It could take One hundred and fourty five Tries till you know who you are No one else can know Where you belong You just can't pray For better tomorrow And someday you'll find out What was it all about You can leave this mess behind You have to face it It could be, long way to make it Oh no! You had to face it It was a long way to make it It took 145 years tries and now you know Come on! 145 tries and now you know who you are