For No One

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 love no one and that no one loved me I wait for morning before open eyes no one is crying not yet realize and in meantime I have nothing to say I'm here in vain. I wait for morning before opened eyes no one is crying not yet realize and in the meantime I have nothing to say I'm here in vain.