refugee © per bronco karlsson She misses her true blue moments but this new life´s got to hurt Her tears fall down the mirror and she wipes them off like dirt He said he´d come around when his mind would tell him to Now she cuts off everything she knows to get used to life in a a world too real to be true She sleeps until she faints into a dreamland made of blue But it´s the only place where she can breathe and where the circle cannot reach He said that she must wait like so many said before Now she is throwing up the words he said and then she eats them up to learn what living is for She is searching through the house and she cries in every room But she has to find the man who can heal her open wounds She´s just a bird on the platform messed up by a train Now she´s working hard to earn the way she feels today in a world too real to be true
