Just another forgotten face
Standing in back of the crowd
Pick up things,Restart this race
Not be taken seriously
Im nomore than an angry child inside
Crying out for you
But you I cannot find
Just another broken frame
Barley hanging on the wall
Fall to the ground,Put to shame
No picture to upstain bitter glory
Nothing more than a little girl inside
Crying out for love
But love I cannot find
Just another bird flying alone
Forsaken from the flock
Turn around,Return home
Not to keep on soaring
Nomore than a lonely soul inside
Crying to be set free
But freedom I cannot find
Just another suicidal life
Standing in the crowd