Time slowly passes
In this silly thing called school
I don't understand
So we are learning
That is what we're to believe
I don't believe it
I spend time dreaming
What a beautiful thing, ey
Life spent far away
But of what you ask
I dream of different things
But most of all you
Such a pretty thing
Is the heart inside of one
Reality not
Yet in the spirit
Of a little thing called love
We all go crazy
Not knowing ourselves
At least not this new person
We are different now