Come over here and talk to me
I can help if you're feeling blue...

I sit here stitching up the tatters of my soul
Try to repair this ripped and shredded heart...

We were all sitting around a table
Setting out the meal we were to eat...

There is always a pretty girl
At every school...

Mum and Dad had me young
Daddy was only eighteen...

I know that things seem hopeless
I know things for you are bad...

There is a cave on a far off shore
Which gapes out across an unknown sea...

There is one in every school
A girl who just wants to fit in...

Deep under the earth
Through a burrowed door...

She perches on a bridge arms stretched high
Ignoring the murmurings of passers by...

No more do the stars brightly glimmer
Happiness in my life I will no more allow...

An immense maze of mirrors
Nothing is as it seems...