I sit at my mirror and look
i look at the girl in the mirror...

I sit, curled at the end of my bed
from the corner of my deathly black eye...

She used to be care free, no troubles
she used to be a happy little angel...

She walks through the corridor
surrounded by her friends...

One year left of love
then you will fly away...

Cinderella passes by me
Bambi jumps and plays...

She stares back at me
there is hurt in her eyes...

People lke the shining sun
i like the rain...

They see you two together
they say you'll go on forever...

Looking out of the opaque window
all i can see is that deadly world...

I open my weary eyes
not knowing where i am...

The room starts fading,
my brain starts cradling...