Lis E Ford - Lucas Jammal

This is not the mad man's world,
but who cares about comfort?
I would try happines of Lis E Ford,
And then my heart would be opened...

But who cares about me?
And why can't I be free?
I'm shy and childish for you...
so there's nothing I can do...

Here we are...
Shining like a poor dead star...
Dancing in the lonely dark...

And then here we are again,
Cause life and death without a friend...
Is almost like been bitted by a shark...