When you're not with me, I don't feel alive, through my fingers loneliness flows. I'm so alone at the crossroads of life, and I wander in the dark when I don't have you aside.
I'm lost when you're suddenly not here, I'm looking for you, so tell me w...
I Remember them a abrupt rain. The smile warm. Fingers that Night through ran your hair. The Rain whispers approach closer. In a embrace of laughter them the Bodies shook and the Day them hid behind a moon.
I managed just to little words. It was a dear, not a game empty days. And now I cry within a alone nights. I hope that we will find again a way to the hear.