I am young...
But I know where I am from...
Times have changed...
Good times have been and gone...
And all the while, I walk...
I'll keep walking on...
The things I've done...
I can't, I can't change them no more...
And I should learn...
That I must wait my turn...
I'm trying to stand...
Even if my heart should burn...
In the sun...
I lost my way...
I got lost on the way home...
Nothing's changed...
... locked in my room?...