Do I really have a say? Change is guaranteed to roll in like waves Running all around to redefine and rebegin Praying for a chance to lock in
When my eyes get blurred I´m losing my design In a crowd, I´m lonely all the time
You know you really gotta leave But the sugar never tastes half as sweet 18 years and ain´t it funny how it feels When you start to find out: life´s real
When my eyes get blurred I´m losing my design In a crowd, I´m lonely all the time When the lines get blurred I´m losing my design In a crowd, I´m lonely all the time Undefined