I was seated in that cold old bar. Looking hopefully you enter through this door. It's 2am and I can't find your eyes around. Maybe you're an invention of my mind. Hey man. Can you take my hand?. Are you made of paper or sand?. Hey man. Are you enjoying this life?. Will you love me til I die?. Fake man (living in a). Fake land (making). Fake plans (being a). Fake man. Cliche couples walking down that place. And we would be the ones who would collor this space. We would teach how love is a winning game. And how we can play it right and insane. Hey man. Can you take my hand?. Are you made of paper or sand?. Hey man. Are you enjoying this life?. Will you love me til I die?. Fake man (living in a). Fake land (making). Fake plans (being a). Fake man. If this love at least could exist. For You I would kill and die. If you at least could exist. I could be happy once in life. Hey man. Can you take my hand?. Are you made of paper or sand?. Hey man. Are you enjoying this life?. Will you love me til I die?. Fake man (living in a). Fake land (making). Fake plans (being a). Fake man