At midnight..

I am a dreamer
Often a wishfull thinker
Often I show a smile
But so often I want to cry

I know you
And the pretty girl overthere
And the handsome boy overhere
But I don’t know myself

Sometimes I feel invisible
Sometimes I want to be invisible

Sometimes it hurts too much
Sometimes I want it to hurt too much

Hours passes by

...

I can’t get it to go away