Heel veel sterkte
Mooie leeftijd heeft ze mogen behalen maar doet niks af van het feit dat het nooit leuk is om afscheid te moeten nemen van je vriendinnetje
Fog on her glasses, From the still steaming tea, A book in her hand, As she casually reads.
A catch in her breath, As the Climax grows near, She's deaf to the world : The book's all she can hear.
She's completely lost now, or perhaps she is found,
In this strange paper world
That's far from the ground.