It's 1956 and it's dark outside, mist draping over...
You scatter the streets of a once known town...

Your mind a web consumed with fantasy, disbelief...
Your religion an obsession of a different kind...

Mistakes in life make you reflect on what you've...
A silent hatred toward all that's lost, an...

Why don't you recognize the adventurous spirit...
Can't you see that you're holding me back and that...

How foolish of me to hold onto the laws of...
Butterflies may be what it cause but only until...

Can it be that after 13 years,
I need to re-introduce myself...

Plant me in a a pot with stars.
And see my sunshine glow...

Have you known my real name,
From the date of your birth...

The first day I saw you glaring at me you stirred...
But as soon as you left the building I popped your...

Seven the number of Christian folk,
And thus a blessed year...

If you do not desire you woman anymore,
It may cause her to loose her life...

Leave me to live in my wonderland,
An island of adventure and magic...