Know...I'm so cold in my sleep,
When there's so much light and heat,
When raindrops flow down the glass -
Fire burns the soul of loneliness.
Know...I'm so cold in my sleep,
When around a crowd of people,
As if not has Windows in wall,
Has no place for human dirt.
Know...I can't warm my hands in any way.
In my soul dollaway limit heat
And silent whispers deaf heart thump
It smells and fades.
And all because it's cold in my sleep.
There's no way I can keep warm day after day. -
So every night I swim in a lonely Shuttle
On the waves of loyalty, hope and desires...
