Lost Little Robot
Stefan Netschio
Day in day out we serve our
destiny but still don't see
A reason in these things,
in orders we obey
A life's a fragment,
too short to take a look behind
A subroutine that gets no intervention
The everlasting kind
The face in front of me,
it offers me a smile
And takes my youth instead
A look into these eyes is far too painful
A stone abandons
my hand to get that face out of my sight
And you are with me all the time,
my lost little robot
Master you told me,
I belong to you
Watch my words
and cool my circuits down
Master you told me,
I belong to you
Watch my words
and cool my circuits down
...