Everyone goes in the end Knock knock on the door Who's it for, nobody in here Look in the mirror my friend I don't understand at best I cannot speak
walk there Sometimes, God knows, I take a bus there I should't care I shouldn't care bereaved as I'm feeling Day is gone I'm on my back Staring up at
Spring sweet rhythm dance in my head Slip into my lover's hands Kiss me oh won't you kiss me now And sleep I would inside your mouth Don't be us too
How can I turn away Brother/Sister go dancing through my head Human as to human The future is no place To place your better days Cry freedom, cry From
tired of life such a shame to throw it all away the images grow darker still could i have been anyone other then me? then i look up at the sky
to me Hike up your skirt a little more and show your world to me In a boys dream... In a boys dream Oh I watch you there through the window And I stare at