Take a look at my face, do you see the nightmares?
The long nights and the pain?
My heart of gold fades.
The trust between us breaks.
I can feel how my body shakes.
Now I see all of your shades.

They always ask me why I don't put sugar in my coffee or why I don't put milk in it...
I always have the same answer.
If life is so bitter, why would I sweeten my coffee?

They say follow your dreams, go through the trees.
You can’t see in the dark, but follow your heart.
Reach the comforting arms and get lost in the happy thoughts.
You can feel the teasing when your whole body is freezing.
Bumps on your back, the cold breeze is touching your neck.
Tears falling down your face,
You think of a better place.
It’s just a dream, you should not care.
But what if I always have the same nightmare?