Now, in winter, I'm looking, forward to spring It's cold here, and damp there And I want some, more sunlight on my skin Coz I don't want to be here And I'm not coping with the place I hate the, the distance between The future and this place
For, as long as, I can remember now I have been, living for, tomorrow, and not for now Coz I don't want to be here You know, I'd just prefer to leave I want to, try a new, try a new A new lifestyle now, oh please...
Resistance makes me weak But, Persistance makes me strong You are strong and I am weak.
