An aquarium, this futile life
He looks at us from above
I swear He laughs
at how we struggle exhausted
and swear we can't go on
So funny, oh right

(B):
And what if some day
it is too much?
What if some day
I have nothing to say?

An aquarium, our futile hopes
The bubble we live in, oh
and never step out
And so we struggle exhausted
No hope of tomorrow
So funny, yeah right

(B) - repeat

(B2):
And what if some day
you are too much?
I have so much to say
to live for just one touch