There are flowers in my room And they don’t need a job They just need time To grow and die

And the lovers on their cloud don’t give a shit about the money They’re here to try To stay side by side

But it’s so hard ‘Cause the morning always comes to kill the dream You had the night before

Well I’m dragging myself all along the pavement Up in the sky, there’s someone behind

And he’s guiding my steps Up and down the life stairs Helps me thereby leaving again