'When she was a young girl
She used to play with me
I was her best friend
We were inseparately
We loved to ride our bikes
Playin’ hide and seek
Sneeking all the night
Dancing in the street
I look back at the time
Now i realise
She loved to play with fire
I should have seen it in her eyes
I should have seen it in her eyes..."

But she left out the story-dream...