Palefaced I'm writing lines beacause of thoughts spinning around
About the past present and future, and solutions not yet found
How empty can one feel, on a train, just leaving your city...
This place reminds at times when we were allways side by side
We used to share present and future, and there was nothing left to hide
Now tell me how to feel, on a train, just leaving your city
When minutes grow to hours and a day feels like a year
When sweet turns into sour there's no melody to hear
These needles in my nails, they seem to replace a kiss from you...
I'll be waiting till the end, to walk this path with you my dear
You're the best thing that has happened, and I wish that you were here
Please tell me you're not sure that you leave, from now until forever. Forever...
When minutes grow to hours and a day feels like a year
When sweet turns into sour, suddenly I can't see clear
These needles in my nails, they seem to replace a kiss from you...
It's like facing darkest hours as all brightness turns to black
I'm stuck here on low power and cold shivers on my back
When minutes grow to hours and a day feels like a year
When sweet turns into sour, all at once I am sincere
This needles in my nails, they seem to replace a kiss from you
This needles in my nails, they seem to replace a kiss from you
A kiss from you
Say do you feel it too?