I’d like to think
There would be another way...

Would you cry?
Would you even care...

To be lost somewhere
No warmth can go...

While walking trough a garden
I was looking desperately for me...

I cant do it anymore
Pretending to still care...

Like a knife trough butter,
This blade goes trough my skin...

And suddenly a fairy flew in,
Telling me I shouldnt worry...

Don’t tell me what I can’t do.
You know I’d rather fight...

What is happiness… without the misery?
What is truth… without a lie...

I’m going away for a while
Please don’t cry...

So I’m sitting here alone again,
In a room that’s full of stuff...

Take my hand and walk with me
Across blue shores and beyond disbelieve...