Shattered like a windowframe
broken by the storm.
Each tiny peace just lies alone.
And shattered for being unrepaired
all my shiny dreams just lying there.
I'm broken but I'm laughing,
it's the sound of falling glass.
I hope that you won't mind if I should cry
and hold on while I wait for this to pass.
Cause I'm shattered in to fragment cold and grey,
sweet to peaces all the way.
And no-one ever knows how much it matter,
but something deep inside of me is shattered.