Žodžiai dainai: The Cure. Boys Don't Cry. Three Imaginary Boys.

Walk across the garden in the footsteps of my shadow
See the lights out, no one's home
In amongst the statues stare at nothing, in the garden moves
Can you help me?

Close my eyes and hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow, never comes
Deep inside the empty feeling
All the nighttime leaves me
Three imaginary boys

Slipping through the door, hear my heartbeat in the hallway
Echoes round and round, inside my head
Drifting up the stairs I see the steps behind me disappearing
Can you help me?

Close my eyes and hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow, never comes
Deep inside the empty feeling
All the nighttime leaves me
Three imaginary boys sing in my
Sleep sweet child
The moon will change your mind

See the cracked reflection standing still before the bedroom mirror
Over my shoulder but no one's there
Whispers in the silence pressing close behind me, pressing close behind
Can you help me?

Can you help me?
Can you help me?
Can you help me?