In my head there is a tiny world

it's so huge

it's so small

When I see the light on the wall

of my room

I get happy

I get so sad



Tightly and slowly I go around myself

And I try to look, i try to find something common something else.

The clocks are ticking from one to one

The midnight hour my shadow meets

My own reflection My shadow meets my own reflection



You faded away like a line drawn on the water

I'm fulling again into deep see of my mind



We touched the stones on the ground

And we played those to be the jewels

of our crowns

And you squeesed my hand

And wispered a sentense

And our eyes were bright

And our feet were dirty, so dirty