Texty: Stratovarius. Other. Neon Light Child.

I live on the street, it is my home
All my life I've been alone
I see people passing by
And they lower their eyes

It's been like this for so many years
I've had my share of lonely tears
My parents left me a long ago
They did not want to know

Tell me how can I stand the pain
Is there hope for me at all?
Hear me cry in the cold rain
I never wanted to become a neon light child

There'll come a day when I'll be free
I will make people look at me
I'll leave everything behind
There are good things for me to find

Tell me how can I stand the pain
Is there hope for me at all?
Hear me cry in the cold rain
I never wanted to become a neon light child