Window panes across the night
Hiding people who look out
For stars or for darkness, for someone
Mind games are around to be
Played by the youngest wills
Feelings make you love or hate anyone
It can be strange, this strong desire
It's like a naked soul trying to trespass a world of wires
Everyone who are fifteen
Have their pure and naughty dreams
Dark, green, shiny or blue
Red, pink, or colorful
Cos they still believe
News are there to scare them
Putting any kind of blame
Into fragile hearts and sharp thoughts
But courage and curiosity
Make them go ahead, and see
That we're what we said we'd never been
