Woorden: Useless ID. Get In The Pita Bread Pit. Lost In Space.

nothing is left today, nothing is left nothing is left, and I ask myself where is my cup of lemonade tell me why doesn't my favorite song is playing where is my friend when I needed one our favorite song is playing but lost in space and I can't see your face lost in space nothing is left today I lost a friend no more late phone calls no more faith and I sit now and wonder what went wrong nothing is bright for me anymore nothing is clear for me anymore and I can't see your face lost in space nothing is left today, nothing is left nothing is left, and I ask myself where is my cup of lemonade