There is no need to Worry
It's pretty harmless to touch
There is no hurry
And it doesn't matter too much
It's getting harder
For me to believe myself
I've become a martyr
For my cause and your cause as well
I can wait much longer
But time keeps on dragging the most
Useless thoughts we've thought of
But when will I forget the coast?
It's a ghost
You can't believe me, but I am satisfied
