Sometimes when I look in your eyes
I can feel you miss something
Sometimes when I see you smile
I can see that you want to cry

When it hits that urge to go back in time *
And be happy
Be who you really were
I know you miss it
But I also know that you prefer not to remember
Why this makes her cry *
And do not even try to lie

Because when I look in your eyes I can feel it
That will be glad in his heart suppressed
But sometimes it is good to remember
Why would I want more
And that would torturing
And do remember September

When what was fun was the sun's rays
And now you are faced smiling alone in the darkness
With a gun in hand

I've been happy
I've been happy
Now
I prefer to be alone
Smiling real
What with being a fool