Walking over peoples dreams
Thinking you're their biggest desire
They all want you and they need you
No, no, no my beloved child
You can't reach the clouds
Their whitness is supremer
While you can't see your own failour
You'll just be another dreamer
Their wish for your lipps
Feeds the greed for their looks
No, no, no my sweet romantica
That's the credit that noone tooks
As the time passes by
So shall your summer too
Until you flow into the winter
And stay just one lonely fool
Post je objavljen 06.05.2007. u 18:23 sati.