Four In The Evening

What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me is that you're freakishly tall! I feel like a woodland creature!

Have you ever wondered,

that life would be better

if everyone were shadows?

How we would always have to perfect figure,

perfect face.

How everyone would look,

identical.

But then again,

what about all the things we love.

What would it be like in a world

where you can't give someone you love a kiss,

or hold their hand,

or put a ring on their finger,

or see them smile?

In the end,

what can make us unique?

When we look the same?

How are you going to recognise

your loved one from others?

How are you going to show,

that you're happy?

If we were shadows,

what is the meaning,

of life?