Klima

fluorescent stars
it's saturday nightand i don't want to go outi'm staying in bedwatching the stars on my wallmy friends are in a bardrinking beers and telling jokesi'm here on my owncounting the starsso many of themmy eyes are closingso many of themone, two, three, four hundredthe noise from the streetis coming to my earsbut they've decided to be deaf tonightand concentrate on the starsso many of themmy eyes are closingso many of themone, two, three four hundred Aus Songtexte Mania