I see a vagabond creeping down the street
His hands on his wounded knees
He’s coming near – I can look in his eyes
Through this dirty skin shines blossomed life
He’s lost in his dreams
Lost in his wishes
He’s lost in a tale far from reality
No, he doesn’t take his eyes from me
The world changed immediately
The world turns inside out
I’m imprisoned by his fantasy
This look imprisoned me
This look imprisoned me
I’m lost in his dreams
Lost in his wishes
I’m lost in a tale far from reality
Lost in his tears
Lost in his fears
Lost in a tale of a lonely man |
