There was no Mac Donald's in my town we thought it unfair we talked about this after school. One day a place like that opened but not the real thing. I was different back then and it folded soon. I remember that day: I love those lights, I love those lights. The smooth leather of seats it looked like it but was not the real thing I don't think it's important some kind of life (some kind of life). Nothing to regret, still I'm sad, why? Still I'm sad, why? Today is better than yesterday, Still I'm sad, why?