Things are changing,
And I hate the difference...

It's so evident
Crystal clear like champagne...

I used to be
Lost in an illusion...

Shes dying inside,
Shriveling up...

Scared of the dark,
The little girl wanders...

Dear Santa Claus,
I've never believed that a man your size...

All the other faces around you,
All the other lives there...

The sun is hiding behind a cloud,
And we all feel the lack of light...

The indifferent plastic
Lets its artificial flavor...

Falling over,
But not even feeling the ground...

A to Z
And back again...

There it is
A special kind of agony...