Someone could call "miracle" this matter
But, you know, I don't believe in God
I trust in what I see and what I'm living
Since I realized that I am not part of this world
But how many people trapped in this spectrum
Could open their eyes wide?
I cannot be loved in a way like you
I can only see the love
I cannot feel the gradations
Of good and evil as you do
As our needs and our films, we're invisible
Never mind fabricating clever lies
In my planet the law's not
Interpretable, it's written in stone
I'll never get a chance
To be really understood
Are you sure that you
Can deal with all this? Don't you hate me?
Don't you hate me?
Why should you care about me? No... no...
Don't you hate me?
I know she is dead and I don't feel any pain
You are the person that I would one day be
But I will never realize this dream
Dreams are not for those who are not connected
With all the other people who are not me
But how many people trapped in this spectrum
Could open their eyes wide?
I cannot be loved in a way like you
I can only see the love
I cannot feel the gradations
Of good and evil as you do
As our needs and our films, we're invisible
Many times I feel like my circuits were overloaded
Could you ever get into my autistic world? And why?
