You know what it is to be in love my friend You enjoy it, thinking there never will be an end Untill you awake and find out it is all a dream That's going through the stream called life And then you see the world, the cruel, dirty world Through the eyes of a grown man You notice that it ain't so nice as in your dream You want to hide in a place where nobody can find you But I'm afraid that it's too late my friend This whole world is a mess, yes it is If you look at all the terror around you you will see that it is terrible But that's called reality.