Tekster: Saybia. A Kind Of Eden.

Look through my eyes
behind my disguise
and you'll find a place with no grace
all there is left in this colorless room
is the echo of sadness and blue

hidden in a corner behind all the tears
is a green spot with no fear
it's a garden, a kind of Eden
where I have spent most of my life
dreaming

you'll find me here on my colorful trees
picking the flowers of my destiny
My futures are here but my past will remain
killing the flowers of yesterdays pain

I'm nursing the truth of the season
protecting my own illusion
but it s so hard to take care
of something that ain't really there, really there

you'll find me here on my colorful trees
picking the flowers of my destiny
My futures are here but my past will remain
killing the flowers of yesterdays pain


you'll find me here on my colorful trees
picking the flowers of my destiny
My futures are here but my past will remain
killing the flowers of yesterdays pain

it's just my way to goodbye
it's just my way to goodbye

you'll find me here on my colorful trees
picking the flowers of my destiny
My futures are here but my past will remain
killing the flowers of yesterdays pain

you'll find me here on my colorful trees
picking the flowers of my destiny
My futures are here but my past will remain
killing the flowers of yesterdays pain

for me it is just a kind of Eden