IRC-Galleria

You see, I stand on my two feet
And all I try I succeed, I am no clown
Now I do just what I like to do
I don't have to fight, I just wear my crown

But when I lay myself down
I'm more than alright, can't you see my smile?
And why shouldn't I, of all these people around?
And that boy, he keeps me sane in so many ways
That would make you frown

When I lay myself down
When I lay myself down
When I lay myself down...

We should be through
We should be through
But I throw myself at you
And I can't go on
Because you keep me holding on