from a lost room i write to you hoping i could break through i´d like to find a piece of you in this place coz i miss you
sometimes i smell your perfume i feel your touch so i run to you well i dream awake. i dream awake
when all these people get tired of telling me what´s good or bad for me i´ll tell them what i need some say you should be legal just like alcohol some say i´m abnormal (but) that´s my right