sometimes I just can't say something about her...
sometimes I'm sure - she's not a kind I've been looking for long years...
there are times, when I'm about to crash down all our relationships...
it happens, I feel myself bastard, leading her to sin...
I'm bored because of her deep inside... sometimes...
I'll never find myself as a prince for her...
I'll never love her, so think I at this moment...
but I used to be with her, feeling alone without her...
but she fits me...
but she's with me, even when I'm loosing all my live faith...
but she loves me now, I know...
may be some day I will be free... I'll try to do my best to arrive this point...
feel myself at Truman's show...


I'm so alone...
save me, before it is not to late...</i>