The burning desire to live and roam free It shines in the dark And it grows within me You’re holding my hand but you don't understand So where I am going, you wont be in the end [CJ] I’m dreaming in colors Of getting the chance Dreaming of trying the perfect romance The search of the door, to open your mind In search of the cure of mankind [Both] Help us, we're drowning So closed up inside Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? Why does it have to kill the idea of who we are? Why does