To one it is a summers day walk,
lilies and roses scattered on the floor...

You were their for me when i shed my tears,
and tho you are scared of this emotion...

Looking out of the window,
i see a beautiful bird...

How stupid was i?
the blade from a sharpener would not be enough...

As i lie here all alone,
on such a fated Christmas day...

Many search the oceans depth,
and cross the hottest deserts known...

In this cruel world,
of pain and fear...

A flower fighting with all its might,
against the wind thats pushing past...

I wanna soend that special day,
with someone soecial to me...

Remember the first party,
we went to together...

I see a lonely girl,
she is smiling...

Two households, both alike in status and in pride,
in fair Verona where we start our ride...