Two weeks now, lost in my room.
An empty world far from the sight
of desire and heavy thoughts.
It slows down time and memories too,
hidden by pride and kept aside
from the logics of what to do.
I need one more night in this room.
Someone make me stand up now
Where are you breathing? Are you laughing?
I forgot the reasons to be gone.
One last call, the end of june,
sorrow’s grown wild and changed my life
until the walls hailed something new.
All this wait has cleared the view.
Someone make me leave it now
colors and feelings has been rising.
One runs away in silence, disappointing.
Everyday’s lost without love I can tell you.
Everyday of our lives.
Everyday’s lost without love I can tell you.
Everyday of my life.