A little watch worn in my broken wrist
always teaching always the same.
A signal light standing in the crossway.
It's eyes flickering out of order.

Just like a can sadly my shell is spread out in places
and it is reflected in my mirror more sadly.
Now, I will go alone this way to go.

I'm  a stranger on my way.
It's a expression of solitude I felt.
I'm  a stranger on my way.
But  I will fight against them.

Darkness came down in this street again.
Neon nights hold a tense atmosphere in it's arms.
It's in a crowd miserable solitude I felt.
Now, I sill go alone this way to go
.
You're a stranger on my way.
It's a expression of solitude I felt.
You're stranger on my way.
But I will fight against them.