Words are spoken, there's nobody to hear I tried to tell myself I'm not a fool I can take the moon and spin it 'round in circles Have what money can buy
With all my motorcars and fancy clothes, I'm a lucky guy It's cold outside, just maybe, maybe I'll feel the cold
I care for no one, no one cares for me As I wipe my eyes Just to prove the lies I'm one of the poorest people I'm one of the poorest people One of the poorest people Who's not in love with someone in love
Seek the small winds, In memories I'll love the things you'll find in story books, they just don't come true
I'm just a bad reason That must be wrong, must be right Oh, I can have the world and not fall off, and still with every vice
An empty mist enfolds me, deeper into the light I ask myself, What can this feelin' be? As I wipe my tears, it becomes so clear
I'm one of the poorest people I'm one of the poorest people I'm one of the poorest people whose not in love with someone In love... I got no one
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