Testo Strangers

We all came from the same recipe Of a world that was said And a dream we had together We all came from the same desperate Cry for love, pure love And a chance to give and to receive it So why are we strangers How can we still be strangers We all bathe an a colored melting pot Taste the same tears and fears Have the chance to make or break it We all ask the same question why Do we live just to die What?s the meaning of existence So why are we strangers How can we still be strangers Our blood stains the same Bones fade away So why are we still strangers It?s a cold cold world when there is no son It?s a cold cold world when there is no son