Broken down, a lonely man
takes a shot in Amsterdam
He wears headphones, he can't hear
the voices of destiny
He's still waiting she doesn't come
Anyway he stops
Is it fate to see the world through the teardrops
Anyway
he doesn't know
where he is
and where he goes
It's not hard to understand
the reason of his pain
It's not special it's casualty
but not for me