It’s hard to understand what happens to me
I always run around quite blind to see
I couldn’t find a way I'm working on this everyday
What a mystery!

Why do most of us insist on disbelieving
Regardless of being thirst for meanings
We’re unwilling to say that
They’ve gotta be out there somewhere

I can be anything but crazy
You know! There’re footprints in the skies
They don’t believe
But they are among us
They are among us
They are among us