My heart is aching
My Ambition is rotting away
What if you had to choose between door A and B
While the quizmaster says you’ll get happy anyway
Now I’m standing in front of two doors
My body paralyzed for I don’t know the answer
But why fly with wings, if the spirit of one
Can lift me up and take me where no one has ever been
I want to fly, and be free, free to go wherever I want
As high as I want, and I would take you with me
Door one will grant me love, but take my wings away
Door two will grant me future, but why live long while I lose my will to live
I feel my body trembling
All I want to be is be in your arms
All I want to do is fly
I feel my hand reaching, to the door
Never will I know what I would find behind the other