I couldn't see the light cos' my mind window was closed
I couldn't live my life cos' I was born so old
I couldn't hear your prayer whatever distance I was
I couldn't have a day cos' it could be a fuss
How I would like to forget my name
What's going on I have some mighty to say
"the sweetest tear is the last to drift away"
And I can't find my place; I'm in a bad place for today
I couldn't sleep tonight cos' there is a thinking pool on my head
I couldn't fly so high all my body is hold on my bed
I couldn't scream so loud there're spiders inside my mouth
I couldn't breath so well cos' there isn't air enough
