I am sad

There was no Mac Donald's in my town

We thought it unfair

We talked about this after school

One day a place like that opened

But not the real thing

I was different back then and it folded soon

I remember that day:

I love those lights, I love those lights

The smooth leather of seats

It looked like it but was not the real thing

I don't think it's important

Some kind of life (some kind of life)

Nothing to regret, still I'm sad, why? Still I'm sad, why?

Today is better than yesterday, still I'm sad, why?