Martian eyes
Golden shine
Prohibited dreams
Un-dangerous sex
I am afraid to scare
Or to let go
I want to be quiet
And not miss it
To open, to close
Sick of playing
To change, to lie
To begin, to end
It will pass anyway
I'll cancel you
I am again alone
You can see I am sick
And to not sleep again
Count bunnies
Find squirrels
I want to be quiet
To open, to close
Sick of playing
To change, to lie
To begin, to end
Probably, my place is on the moon
But it's scary to stay in the dark