I have all the words to say
They are never to be spoken
On the day the moon went down
Thinking of the dreams I´ve broken

When I´m here and it´s all gone
I need strenght to carry on
I am starving and I need my mental lies
Lies to see the treasure you call eyes

I try to catch a golden sunbeam
Following a made-up rule
Pray so I won´t burn my pity wings
´Cause I´m not an angel, I´m a fool

If I could explain
I wouldn´t be here, but I am
I´d say the subject´s fine
But I have lost my mind