Someone could call "miracle" this matter But, you know, I don't believe in God I trust in what I see and what I'm living Since I realized that I am not part of this world But how many people trapped in this spectrum Could open their eyes wide? I cannot be loved in a way like you I can only see the love I cannot feel the gradations Of good and evil as you do As our needs and our films, we're invisible Never mind fabricating clever lies In my planet the law's not Interpretable, it's written in stone I'll never get a chance To be really understood Are you sure that you Can deal with all this? Don't you hate me? Don't you hate me? Why should you care about me? No... no... Don't you hate me? I know she is dead and I don't feel any pain You are the person that I would one day be But I will never realize this dream Dreams are not for those who are not connected With all the other people who are not me But how many people trapped in this spectrum Could open their eyes wide? I cannot be loved in a way like you I can only see the love I cannot feel the gradations Of good and evil as you do As our needs and our films, we're invisible Many times I feel like my circuits were overloaded Could you ever get into my autistic world? And why?