The children of tomorrow
They are looking on for peace and hope...

Pink pants and rosy plants
Pink blouses, never failing to arouse spouses...

Pain in the neck
what the heck...

En Paris Ces\'t Ma Maison
The Paris Skylight...

No one understands,
No one hears my plea...

The distant miles we're apart
Makes my world feel so dark...

There is a part of me
That feels I am different from everyone else...

Something must be wrong with me
with all this hurt inside...

Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out...

Feelings of confusion,
Depression...

Alone, in front of the expanse of black,
Light from the side but faith no more...

Pale eyes, a blank expression,
wander through clouds of indescribable dreams...