“For every darkness there’s a light. Except for mine, only a black night”
In my grown-up body a child resides
A fearful child that broke down and cries
Afraid of the abysmal world he hides
Horrified by his trip through the garden of life
And while I’m imprisoned in the center of my very own fantasy
I’m strolling further through this life, afraid of the reality
Disenchantment is the outcome for my expectations
Total confusion - always searching for explanations
Where's the person that helps my through this fight
And tells me that everything will be alright?
In this cold and numb shell a child resides
His spirit flies towards splendid skies
Afraid of the abysmal world he sighs
Dragging himself through the forsaken nights
And how I wish that someone would be here
Before all flowers start to disappear
Every minute with this heavy cross
Feels like million needles, a bitter loss
All I'm wishing for is a maiden dove
And all I'm asking for is a little love...