Stratovarius - Why are we here

When the stars are gone forever and planets are turned into dust. It's a good to escape to lie in the haze. In the past I found the answer in music and drinking and lust. Waiting for the end and counting the days. But I want to find an answer, so what if my terror dies. And I want to find an answer, I look in your eyes. Why are we here? Maybe you hold the answer. When the skies are dark and winter has hidden the city in snow. I remember summer's not far away. And it seems the days are shorter and hours are passing so slow. It's a nice escape to roll in the hay.