You don't know what I think
You don't know why I get excited
I get excited
You don't know what's inside me
You don't know why I love you like this
so
But sometimes both
we let go of hands
We change language And so on
we end our dream
Nothing for you nothing for me
starting over is a desert
sleepless nights again
and crying in your city at dawn.
You don't know what I feel
you don't know why I write to you like this
I write to you like this. . .
But sometimes both
we let go of hands
We change language And so on
we end our dream
Nothing for you nothing for me
starting over is a desert
sleepless nights again
and crying in your city at dawn.
Nothing for you nothing for me
the silence is cold everything is lost
every time in search of you the sun burns
how crazy am I…
Nothing for you nothing for me
starting over is a desert
sleepless nights again
and crying in your city at dawn.
This is how I feel today. Sad and Tired. Not in the mood to write any entry.