The Nights Grow Cold, My Search For Gold
Is Leading Nowhere
Whichever Lonely Road I Take
It Seems to Go Where
It´s a Fight to Survive Just Until Tomorrow
How Can I Display What I Know I´m Worthy Of
When They Turn Me Away

The Doors Are Closed to Such As I
A Boy From Nowhere
But Not to Those Who Merely Buy the Right
To Go Where
They´ll Be Met With Respect, Not Humiliation
A Man´s Place On Earth
I Have Come to Realize
Is Decided By Birth

So What´s the Future
No Matter Where I Go I Will Still Belong...
In Andalusia
Where We Don´t Know Where the Next Penny´s Coming From
Something´s Wrong

I´m Bound to Spain, I Won´t Remain
A Boy From Nowhere
There Has to Be a Place For Me
And I Must Go Where

I Don´t Fantasize Unlike a Million Others
Not a Man Alive
Had to Beg Or Steal Or Fight More Than Me to Survive

So What´s the Future
No Matter Where I Go I Will Still Belong...
In Andalusia
Where Good Honest Men Grow Weak and the Rich Grow Strong
Something´s Wrong

Another Dawn, Another Boy
A Boy From Nowhere
My Destiny Will Guarantee
I´ll Only Go Where

It´s a Fight to Survive Just Until Tomorrow
One More Mouth to Feed
And the Way Things Are Round Here,
That´s the Last Thing They Need.