we re the same we re five years old still trying to change this mold in the open air i m cold no purpose no reasons told and while i m waiting for something to say i m here in vain i picked up this broken key i ll love no one and let no one love me i wait for morning before opened eyes no one is crying not yet realized and in the meantime i have nothing to say i m here in vain i wait for morning before opened eyes no one is crying not yet realized and in the meantime i have nothing to say i m here in vain