Besedila: The Mirrors. Selfish Claims.

What else d'you need
When you're coming to the top?
Can't you feel pleased?
Well I would have done the same
And don't let them
Play the game it's yours to win
Try to repress
Every kind of modesty

I don't want to miss you,
You're my queen
I don't want to see
What I have seen
And can yer feel the sunshine
In your eyes?
Can yer feel the raindrops
On your head?

They've accused me
To have usual selfish claims
What should I say?
That I just care for myself
And for my queen
We will live in Wonderland
With the mushrooms
And all the things
It's worth living for