I’m chasing rainbows, searching for answers, Looking for all the happy people and all the happy dancers. I’m craving happiness in the darkest of worlds And I am not one who knows when to take his chances.
We are still searching, because we still believe we are young; But we are strung out on a search for love, like it is a drug. We are the fighters; the fighters for love! We are the foolish, the youthful; the dumb.
The soldiers, the army, the many and the few; We are willing to die for love and for you. We are the underdogs of love, born to lose; But still we believe, so we shall continue.
Our relationship died in front of our eyes And now all I see are the ruins of my life. Love disappeared like the end of a rainbow. Now all I see is death; love is dead… What hope is there for tomorrow?