Once upon a time, filled with joy and hope, there was a girl.
Always smiling and laughing, people calling her a glowing pearl.
The pearl's glow slowly started to fade away, and so did her happiness.
What replaced it was depression; black clouds that took over her head and made a mess.
Her arms became red, her eyes became sad and her heart would maintain being broken.
Nobody noticed her appearance, nor her absence. She was, even in the biggest crowds, forgotten.
Blod sipprar fram ur ådrorna under min tunna hud,
ännu en gång ber jag desperat till gud.
Snälla, låt mig få somna in i din famn..
Låt mig lämna min stads bedrägliga hamn.
Han ger mig ett svar jag inte väntat mig,
"Varsågod, ingen kommer sakna dig."
