The light from the streetlight shown great in my eyes
Through out my stay in planet earth I mostly cry
With no one to sympathize
Or to be by me in grief and sorrow
Why
Why that's the world seem like all hope is lost
So hopeless that even the sound of the beautiful voices of singing birds pickes me off
And the movement of the wind gets on my nerves
All things around looks unfair
Day by day I watch the world fall apart before me and yet sit and do nothing