Again I turn some music on to listen to
it's better than hearing every tiny nighty noice
the silence is full of echo, just like my head
full of your laughter, full of your voice
Again I turn on the light to recover darkness
cause the darkness has put it's spot on you
and again I try to cast a shadow on these images
but in the end only your silhouhet comes through
Again I try to slow down the spinning of thoughts
but it only leads to racing blood through my veins
it reminds me of looking in your eyes
cause it felt exactly the same