Gledam u prazno
What's new they ask me?
I say plenty, but everything stands still
I'm staring into space ande horing for something

minutes, days, years pass by
I still wait even I know nothing's gonna happen by itself
no action as time goes on when will something happen

I'm thinking and staring in floor
like it's gonna happen it's gonna be better
I want something but it's still far away
like it's gonna happen it's gonna be better
I'm thinking and staring in space
like it's gonna happen it's gonna be better
better my ass, it's worse and worse

what's new they ask me
nothing's new except in the newspapers