Lyrics:

Three weeks sailing, you and I,
Fishing and dreaming under open skies.
Thought I was living, thought I was alive,
But last night I realized, the dream had died.

Welcome back on the old track,
I’m the cheese in my own trap.
Gotta do what I need to do,
Even if it kills the joy I knew.

Crazy mood, can’t shake it loose,
Trying hard not to put the blame on you.
Deep inside I know it’s true,
All this mess was made by me, not you.

Welcome back on the old track,
I’m the cheese in my own trap.
Gotta do what I need to do,
Even if it kills the joy I knew.

Dreams don’t vanish, they just change their face,
I built this prison, now I leave the place.

Welcome back on the old track,
I’m the cheese in my own trap.
Gotta do what I need to do,
Even if it kills the joy I knew.