I miss what used to be in the air a little or I simply
miss your white back ~
And that clock didn’t turn, it was always still from
morning to evening
Like me it used to gaze at you
I never cry for you, I will do nothing like that no
never no, no, no
Yes I admit it, I think about you a little, but I step
aside, you don’t touch me anymore
Only I thought how useless it is to talk nonsense
To believe to be OK when it’s winter and you
Take your warm hands away, you don’t hug me and repeat
I’m grown-up
You remind me I live on in many things ~
Houses, books, cars, travels, newspaper sheets
Cos even if I’m worthless, at least
I let you dream and also walk if you feel like
I’m sorry, you know, I will never want to bother you
But please tell me how this could be over
I don’t understand it
I don’t understand it myself
The dead of night and the full moon only used to give
us the atmosphere as a gift
But I used to love it and still do
Every detail is air I miss and if I’m like this it
must be fault of springtime
But this excuse is lame now
Only I thought how useless it is to talk nonsense
To believe to be OK when it’s winter and you
Take your warm hands away, you don’t hug me and repeat
I’m grown-up
You remind me I live on in many things ~
Houses, books, cars, travels, newspaper sheets
Cos even if I’m worthless, at least
I let you dream…
Only I thought how useless it is to talk nonsense
To believe to be OK when it’s winter and you
Take your warm hands away, you don’t hug me and repeat
I’m grown-up
You remind me I live on in many things ~
Houses, books, cars, travels, newspaper sheets
Cos even if I’m worthless, at least
I let you dream and also walk if you feel like
I’m sorry, you know, I will never want to bother you
But please tell me how this could be over
But please tell me how this could be over
But please tell me how this could be over