I open my eyes into a brand new
World that I see with my own eyes for the
First time, I love the sky that is so blue
Oh how I wish it were real like the trees

I feel as if I have the King of Spades
In my hand, I look on with a face like
Death, my hands start to shake as my mind fades,
I have dreamt of this since I was a tyke

I run with all I have, through the fields, through
The sea, I want to really go, where I
Can just be free among myself, so few
Things I want so bad, nothing I can buy

So here I sleep with so much as a half
Of what is the world that I cannot have