Hate a lot of things

But i love a few things

And you are one of them



Hard to believe

After all these years

But you are one of them



Walk down the streets

I'm thinking:

Everybody move along

I've got a sad-hearted needing

To belong



Nevertheless

It's all the mess you made

But i can't let it go



Walk down the streets

I'm thinking:

Look at all the ants in a farm

I've got a sad-hearted feeling

To harm



Hate a lot of things

But i love a few things

And you are one of them