Miss Behaviour

In the darkest hours, I'm talking to mirrors
Are you for real or is it just as seems
Out in the night, People are moving
Don't want their lives, it's a circle they walk
I never will
be a part of the play
crowd outside, they're grey and they're hungry
I don't mind but I'm not one of them
Decade of fools, where do I find someone special
too much to ask when it is settled for games
I never will
be a part of the play
Two hearts
two hearts on the line
two hearts
One heart in divide
I wander watching the circles
no fortune seen and it's always the same
life is strange, divided in pieces
guess I'm learning every minute what it means to me
I never will
be a part of the play
Two hearts
two hearts on the line
two hearts
One heart in divide