You come from far away   looking for a place to stay.   No matter where you go   they say that you can`t stay.      You can`t decide what`s wrong or right,   frustration overcomes the pride.   You only want some sleep,   you only want to spend the night.      It is tragic to hope for magic,   it is tragic, so dramatic.   Yes, it is tragic to hope for magic,   it is tragic, so dramatic.      A stranded stranger masqueraded   noble gestures complimenting.      My sentiment, temptation`s hand,   I know you think you`re clever   since you tell me vivid lies   that I believe and then repeat to feel alright.      It seems like nothing mattered   to you or anyone   until one day it happened...   The silence has begun!