So sad

A candle light in my twisted room
Is all I have, and it's full of gloom.
My mum's returning from work at dawn.
I have my night and my telephone.

It's so romantic when I stay up late.
I hear your voice at the other end.
I see your window through the silver mist.
I see it sparkles, and it's all I miss.

I live with neighbours in my flat.
I'd like to see you here instead.
I live with twinkles in my head.
My fifteen's birthday is so sad…

The rocking silence of the corridor,
The white bone statue of the girl I know.
Strange people dwelling, hissing near me.
I wonder when I can be free.

The cosy silence of the backyard space.
It's so familiar and I'm full of grace.
Forgive my weakness, I am not myself.
This room's my shelter, and it's all I have.

The fear of failure is my coming guest.
A man is striving to the mountain crest.
I see your window through the rosy mist.
I dream about it and it's what I miss.

I live with neighbours in my flat.
I'd like to be alone instead.
I live with twinkles in my head.
My fifteen's birthday is so sad…


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