11.11.1998

I'm a dreamer
who builds a world of dreams
I wish I could be
in the dreamworld
I want to be
It's only there
we can be together
Without
all those annoying people
We can't be there
and we both know that
We'll never be
Why can't it be raining?
And why is the sun above us
in this hideous baby-blue sky?
I love you although you love
you know who I mean

To be a friend can sometimes be good
But now it makes me sad and full of sorrows
I'd like to be your blanket
Saving you the whole night through

The night is so dark
And dark is beautiful

She will always be with you
I will be forgotten
My soul is aching
You won't see the blood
You won't see anything but your good friend
At least the way I seem to be