I am so called optimist
breaking dispair with my fist
You would be my other half
turning sugar into salt
On and off in argument
when you don´t get what I meant
Where I see an option found
from a cliff there you would jump
While my troubles are welcome
you don´t seem to overcome
In the scrabble you´d type dove
I´d change letter to have love
Where I´m waving with white flag
it would cost you arm and leg
While I´m dancing in the rain
You´d poor cats and dogs again
No reason would make my day
You would need the God to stay
I´m enjoying fairytales
You would prefer beaten face
I have jokes to make you smile
by your news you´d make one cry
I glued stars above my bed
You would sleep in dark instead
I would dance just to feel joy
you would sport your ass off joints
Without colors I can paint
even with them you´d stay faint
In the end we´re still the team
I´m helping you, you´re helping me
Reality is in your head
Why don´t you pick luck instead
of violence and wreck and dust
Hourglass will empty fast
