Behind my green eyes
there's the sunset of my time
a shadow of my wasted life.
Behind my green eyes
there's the pain again
a tear of my inner rain.
And in front of it
there are many possibility
will I be able to win?
My future stays still
will I be able to get
what I most prefer?
I'll cry, I'll try
surely I'll bleed
but I don't have the answer
that's something I don't need.