I m just a baby

I’m just a little Baby,
Why does life want me to fight?
Don’t tell me I’m crazy,
‘Cause I’m a Baby, right?

I was born in a thunder, in a storm I guess
I was always a hostess, I never was a guest
My eyes on truth were always widely open
But trough all those problems I was like baby crawling
Only moaning
And sometimes calling
To find someone for help, to find more troubles
My life doubles
I see singles, day after day, night after night
I was holding it tight
I was throwing the knife
I was bleeding. Enough!
And I finally killed my life,
I’m dead enough
I was crawling through the crowd
And I was crying loud
To find someone’s attention, am I crazy?
May be
But know what?
I’m just a Baby, right?

I’m just a little Baby,
Why does life want me to fight?
Don’t tell me I’m crazy,
‘Cause I’m a Baby, right?

I was looking at them, at the grown-ups and adults
I was trying to find my sisters and my brothers
I was singing the prayer for those, who were dead
I was trying not to listen to those, who were mad
I was running every day I was escaping, exploding
And experience and skills were automatically downloading
I didn’t feel the life, I was dead enough
To forget about that beautiful love
I was waiting for it and I was spinning like world
Around and around, and I couldn’t find the word
The others were laughing, and they didn’t care
That my life was empty, it was like a “spare”
And I don’t care
What everyone thinks, how everyone shrinks
I just want little kids to flourish and prosper
I’m not singing a gospel
I’m saying I don’t want
A cruel stupid war anymore
Guess what I’m gonna say? I want you to stay
Don’t speak about someone’s faults
Ok? Look at little baby’s thoughts
Who made me be like this? Who made me crazy?
Life? Yeah. Fight? I’m just a baby, right?

I’m just a little Baby,
Why does life want me to fight?
Don’t tell me I’m crazy,
‘Cause I’m a Baby, right?

KC, 30.11.02 (“Angel”, 2001-2002)