I sit here
with people all around me
yet i've never felt more alone
a tiny tear
rolling down my cheek
but everyone's too busy to notice

Here I am
a universe of my own
no smiles, no fun
no moon, no sun
just small specks of hope
the stars in my heaven

I walk along
stumbling and tripping as I go
nobody clearing the way for me
people push
shove me out of their way
what kind of world is this?

Here I am
a universe of my own
nothing gained, nothing won
no moon, no sun
just small specks of faith
the stars in my heaven

how can I go on, how can I keep living
How can I still love, how can i keep giving
if not for those small specks of light
the stars in my heaven


Håber at ngen kan blive opmuntret af det.... for lige meget hvor langt nede vi er så er der stadig bitte små lyspunkter... det kan være en blomst, et smil, eller bare det at solen igen stod op... og det at vi stadig er i live.