I lived in a perfect world
A world that cared for children...

She shone brightly
More than a moving star...

It still hurts when i see you
it still hurts when i think about you...

No I do not have a cent in my pocket
I do not live in a mansion...

Lying on his back, staring at the skies
Hoping to relate his troubles to the one right up...

I am a prisoner
a prisoner of the heart...

The clock is ticking
The time approaches when Iâ??ll meet my maker...

Only yesterday we were kissing and hugging
Plans for a future together were set in motion in...

Lying on his back, staring at the skies
Hoping to relate his troubles to the one right up...

No I do not have a cent in my pocket
I do not live in a mansion...