There is poison in my wine
There is cold snow in my shoes
There are footprintson my windowframe
-The dog is loose

I scream but I can't hear a word
I cry- my eyes are filled
my toes are fake
my legs are thin
I'll never win

In vain I try to compose
the greatest symphony

The crowd who point their fingers
The crowd who I hear laugh
are making my knees shiver
are making my hands weak
There is one little star on the sky
When I sleep I can hear somebody cry
Alone I can do nothing, alone I stand alone

In vain I try to compose
the greatest symphony (x2)