It's just like him
To wander off in the evergreen park
Slowly searching
For any sign of the ones he used to love
He says he's got nothing left to live for
He says he's got nothing left
And this time I think you'll knowShe's just like him
Spoiled rotten, confused by the lies shes been fed
She's searching for no one but herself
Her eyes turn to green and she seems to be happy that she is her
And this time I think you'll know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem