Beneath the noise, a little boy out in the world. A little girl playing children's games. Grown up ways lead my heart away. Why do we stay playing this game? Oh, so afraid of being free? Why do I stay only to pray for love? Come back to me... What searching for underneath the noise: Peace and innocence of yesterday, little girl. Find the world little boy. Why do we stay? What can we gain? Will se still love tomorrow?