I spend the whole day
Happy, messing around
I work a little
I keep talking
And I think I forget
At least sometimes
The love I can't forget
It's been several months ago
But sometimes I stop
And get unhappy
Because what I did
Is never really clear
At night I cry
Before I dream
And I beg to myself
So she can come back
Because all my joy
Get's so dull
Comparing to the magic
Of this ideal love
Morning comes
And I enjoy life once more
I forget my anger
My wounds all heal
But sometimes I drink
And listen to songs
And once again I give in
To these illusions
That seem to be sweet
Enough to make me drunk
As if they weren't
Going to make me cry
Ah, when I lose
All my hope
Maybe someday I'll be
As happy as a child