Mechanical Moth The Sad Machina
creature of tears, creature of fear
waiting for a chance, waiting to disapear
she doesn´t know where to go
she´s alone on her way
her eyes like a burned out bulb
her steps like a closed door to heaven
a single tear lasting on her face
tell her why she walks on disgrace
she´s so lovely to see
another lost dream she´s to be
lonelyness in her heart
waiting for a place to start
to be in love
and not apart, waiting to disapear
she´s waiting for you
she´s waiting for someone to care
until the end of time
until death says: You are mine
no more hope to stay
