| Maybe the world is | |||
| Simply not | |||
| Worth it | |||
| The days so | |||
| Long | |||
| The nights so | |||
| Bitter | |||
| The fine beauty of a rose | |||
| Crushed so | |||
| Easily | |||
| But even it can | |||
| Bring pain | |||
| A tear | |||
| But then I hear a | |||
| Pretty | |||
| Melody | |||
| And my foot | |||
| Begins to tap | |||
| I want to | |||
| Dance | |||
| To be alive | |||
| Smell the rain | |||
| In the | |||
| Air | |||
| Time to awaken | |||
| Reach for the light | |||
| Find a new | |||
| Song | |||