A Toys Orchestra

And it's the first time
that I'm back home alone
and maybe it's time to say I'm wrong
or what else more should I say
...That I'm so drunken to notice that it's raining
I still remember
the fever smell
...So sweet
and maybe it's time to say I am ok
or what else more should I say
...That I don't know the difference from years and days
...That every single day could be my birthday
...That I would set all on fire
all on fire
I dreamed the winter sun
turns your eyes into diamonds
your little sugar heart
melts into my tears
I dreamed I bring my heart to you
closed into a tin box
...It was an old danish cookie blue box