Pretty Things....
			If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it Remember only the verse, songmaker`s cry, the one without tears For I`ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother`s lap, chance for immortality Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano writing down my life" "Teach me passion for I fear it`s gone Show me love, hold the lorn So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me I`m sorry Time will tell (this bitter farewell) I live no more to shame nor me nor you And you... I wish I didn`t feel for you anymore..."
	God save the queen But why can't god save me All the flowers die tonight Tear drops falling down my face And all the candles lose their flames