Whose Lives Aren't As Lost As Mine

"And he cries: "Why can't I sing along with some feeling, or some meaning?

It feels like I've always been blind

I don't know why you girls are so kind

For there are so many in line

Whose lives aren't as lost as mine"

Now something happened there

The smell of the grass, or maybe the air

There was no more despair

Just something about that night

Maybe the girls, they lit some light

And made everything right

'Cause he's never been

More alive"

/Tamino - Indigo Night/