When I was a young boy
I had no aim
Neither experience
It wasn´t a shame

Most of the time
It satisfied me
But someday, I realized
Music is like a rising sun

Times are now changing
And memory fades
I gaze at the photos
A look in the haze
You cannot imagine
How many friends I´ve lost
It´s much too late
For calling them back

Music is like sunrise for me
It´s joyful like a trip in a time machine
Music is like sunrise for me

It´s like comin´ home

I was always insecure
Sometimes, I still am
But I made up my mind now
And look, here I stand
I ask myself sometimes:
Is it all worth it?
To fly over mountains
Makes you fall down again

But music is like sunrise for me
It´s joyful like a trip in a time machine
Music is like sunrise for me

It´s like comin´ home, oh, yeah

Music is like sunrise for me
It´s joyful like a trip in a time machine
Music is like sunrise for me
It´s like comin´ home

Like comin´ home
Like comin´ home
Like comin´ home