Fly Away From Troubled Times

I wanna fly away from troubled times,
When I hear the doom bell chimes,
I have no hope left in me,
I only see pain and misery.

I want to be a bird and fly away,
Where peace is going, I wanna stay.
I have enough of war and death,
I'm sick of mankind, I must confess.

To Fly away from troubled times,
Is my solution and I hope there is still a place,
Where I can live and nobody cares about wealth and faith!

My power is running out!
I'm gonna loosing my hope,
There is the wind coming and taking me away,
To a place where people live together, where I can stay,

I need to find the answer, the light and peace,
Far away from troubled times is this new place ...