“This is a story about a girl, A lonesome girl in a lonely world. Her only dream was to find the light, In this cold, rainy winter night. A cold existence left to pass, Too many feelings are shaped like glass. Her only hope was the essence of life, In this cold endless final strife. Nobody knows, Nobody sees, That this girl doesn't know who she is... She can't excuse what she does, They're playing with her feelings. Is there someone out there waiting for her,'Cause she doesn't want to live anymore. Nobody knows, Nobody sees, That this girl doesn't know who she is... She does not understand why nobody wants her, Or why nobody needs her... Nobody knows, Nobody sees, That this girl doesn't know who she is, She doesn't understand why nobody wants her, Or why nobody needs her. She's standing now on a mountain in the rain, And she does not want to think again. She's looking down at all the small cars passing by, Taking one step forward, And whispers, Goodbye... Nobody knew, Nobody saw, Even God didn't know who that lonely girl was. She didn't understand why nobody wanted her, She was all alone.”
