When I was young

I thought that perfection was possible

When I was young

I dreamed I could make it all happen

When I was younger

The world seemed to be so so simple

Simple

This songs for those

Who can’t lift their heads above the pillow

This songs for those

Who live in a constant present pain

This song I’ll sing

Cos sometimes you can’t seem to utter words

Utter words

Crossword puzzle

Mending that muddle

Again and again and again

My feelings are teasing

Emotions are feeding

An empty and fragile skin

When I had fire

To play with, to burn things, to watch at night

When I had fire

Inside mе I couldn’t contain

I long for fire

To keep me dancing to the еnd

To the end