Maybe, We can make it happen.
Maybe, We can bring about nothing.
Look up the sky.
What do you see you guys search you for love?
I don't know why I'm crying.
I don't know what's good for me.
I don't know what I get.
I don't know my future.
I don't know what is right.
I don't know what is wrong.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know what I want.
I just feel you close, Under the Crimson Sky.
(The Crimson Sky . . . )
(No one talkin' about the destiny)
(Believe, just believe . . . )